People will ask you to speak up, They will beg you, persistently, Until you are yelling. They will tell you to stop yelling… Until you talk normally.

An acquaintance, A friend, A cutout, subordinate, Piece of cardboard Sat down next to me.

I pulled the knife from my stomach that should have hit my heart. I drove to my friend’s house where I should have overdosed. I woke up in my bed

Everyone’s in such a fucking hurry But you got nowhere to go, What’s the point of rushing When we’ll end up 6 feet below. I woke up to a dead raccoon

Soaring, Thursday nights pass by; Familiar stars Nearby. Relentless,

There you are, Real as Yesterday, Beautiful as Tomorrow, With cat-lash, blue eyes. Our bodies embrace,

I’m a conjunction; AndSean the foreground; OrSean forgotten; WhoSean I’m the bridge and the build up I’m the elevator and the stairs