Would you be the little landing light?
I shook my head as if I can’t survive...
such an idiot,
waiting for my tongue to melt.
I’m getting into being dead - besides,
I nearly spilled the alphabet
in your eyes,
“love begets love”,
well, that doesn’t work, I know...
Feeling so much better,
lost in all its time,
mostly low,
I won’t feel it, I won’t,
feel it any better,
let my orbit slide,
mostly low,
I won’t feel it, I won’t.
I think I feel I’m coming back to life,
within an inch of it now, alight.