yours slowly
by oscar smiles

you know that i’m in love and high enough from all the wait i inhaled your early morning tchaikovsky blues didoon didoon forgive me grief
way too early for a breakdown dress down drowning in it yer remote it’s alright you have enough skin in the pipedown don’t touch
i want shorter breath beginning to take rough hands stroke i adore
over bases strange faces faraway places gettin tchaikovsky fo free
it’s a new day let the grass be seen limbs be leaved what about me

yours unruly, stow lynn

p.s. prune your nights with who you are now