your sister's handwriting
Singer:pianos become the teeth
throwing rocks through ice
how is our footing chosen wisely?
the past if it keeps coming back but
we were an awkward handshake with initials etched in your pale
the reactions we detest but the conventions we admire
more than hampered half the time
hold high hopes and no record of wrongs
so bitter towards a flower bringer
don't say i didn't take this seriously
i tried. i got under her to get over you
never assume that they aren't insensitive everyday
the cost of having is giving to the hilt
but this looks like shame
do you still believe the words written across your back?