Today I left the house for what felt like the first time. I hid mirrors around the city for those likely to break them, so you can experience the luck I've had. You can't go the distance when the shoes don't fit, lay low in the shadows downtown. Life's a lot like State Street when it rarely feels like yours. My new skyline is foreign but comfortable. From the stands on the corner of 800 S, stumble the stairs by the capitol lights. Vitriol, not literal. I saw cement lay the city blank in an unused pile of conversations. You can't get to heaven when your car won't start, but most days I don't want to.
Track Name: ...k
Copacetic: there, I said it. Yeah there were shows that we could have played better. Forget it now, dwell on it later, spend too much time finding the right words. Cold aesthetic, I don't regret it. Quit telling me which way is the right one. Honest breathing, maybe leaving. Stolid nights marred by floor-fixed eyes. Should I cue the fireworks? "What if all we ever get is each other?"
Track Name: Double You, Oh Odie
She said when I'm drunk my hair gets bigger, that it looks just like my sister's. When she moved away to college did I tell her that I missed her often enough? We rarely speak, save for holidays and birthdays and group chat texts that blow up my phone for our weekly Friday updates. I walked home from your apartment. I drank every night for a month. You've got your mother's eyes and sense of style and I've got my father's panicked touch, it's what they use to describe us.