16: Electric Dream
there's a beach
with black sand
purple water
and red sun
where I'd be
happy
to disperse
as static
among
the wave's crest
there's a beach
with black sand
purple water
and red sun
where I'd be
happy
to disperse
as static
among
the wave's crest
it's days like this with the sun blaring and the birds calling with mowers in the distance that I know I wasn't made for summer but I can't help feel the flickering neon lights of anticipation in the
There's a metal cup of coffee getting cold somewhere in a house where someone has forgotten that they even made it because the weight of living in this place and the amount of money owed has taken hol