The crisp white is much stronger than I thought it would be
It happens to me
Some nights I have purpose
Sometimes I think you tell me I don't
It's alright
Standing underneath the sea like a barnacle to be
Or a seed with no tree
It's never good to feel worthless
I like to think I have color in a black and white world
Abstract is to abstract as honey is to honey bee
It's difficult to see your love has a mistress
She is blonde with white glasses and cool, cool, cool
So you feel like a new voice?
It's possible, you see?
But unlikely, like the end of the world
Like sugar is sweet, you're a cavity in my teeth
I'm fond of race and two sexes
It appeals to me
I'm alive indeed
I wear pants and make advances with other humans
Exchange glances
And find that what we have in common is a desire for romance