The words

that I deliver,

always out of breath

out on a limb.



Life out of the mainstream,

I declare it dead and gone,

out of the scene.



None of this is harder

than knowing about you.

If you were someone else I could live

without you.



Come back later.

Be the stone around my neck.

Up-set.

Up.



And there’s something

you don’t notice.

What it is I

never said.



Come back later.

Be the stone around my neck.



None of this is harder than knowing about you.

If you were someone else I could live without you.



Come back later.

Be the stone around my neck.

Come back later.

Be the stone around my neck.



Up-set.

Up.