jordan

Off,
Like the lights of the empire state building,
For paranoia of a black out,

Off.

Like the hair he pulled,
So she just had it cut.

Off.

Like the boy with the bad scar
The scar multiplied into giant worms
Crawling up her legs to get her off.

Off.

Beware of what you turn on.

Don't blow a fuse.
If she's quiet and still let her be.
Don't switch on her network of blues.
I beg you just let her rock herself to sleep tonight.
I beg
Beg
Beg you.
She's dark maybe because she just doesn't want to see.