I spent a long time
watering a plant made out of plastic,
and I cursed the ground for growing green.
I spent a long time
substituting honest with sarcastic
and I cursed my tongue for being mean.
Weightless, breathless, restitute.
Motionless and absolute.
You cut me open,
sucked the poison
from an aging wound.
And now 50,000 war cadets
would cower at this small brunette.
To my surprise,
not 6 feet high,
who’d reach and grab the moon,
if I should ask, or just imply
that I wanted a bit more light,
so I could look inside his eyes,
and get the colors just right.
I spent a long time
calling all my parts by evil nicknamеs,
and I told myself they hate mе too.
But you spent a long time,
tending to a home that’s burning in ames
and your patience made me love you.
Build love, build god, build promises
build calluses, then build provinces
’cause I have found
somebody who would build life,
then demolish it.
And we could simply hit rewind,
to live it all a thousand times
nd views in fucking Kathmandu,
to watch it from a dierent height
(and we’d comment how the sun shines)
I searched the world
to find
you hiding inside me
the whole damn time.
Weightless,
breathless,
restitute…