THE OCEAN MIXED WITH OUTER SPACE AND SMOKE

Une

DO YOU WANT THE TASTE OF MINT TO FLOW

FROM YOUR TEETH

AND THROUGH YOUR BONES?

OR DO YOU NEED TO TASTE

FRENCH SILK

AND HONEY MILK?

THIS FEELS LIKE THE WAY

THE FLOWERS ON YOUR MOTHER'S GRAVE

SMELT BEFORE THEY

PASSED AWAY

AND CHOSE THEIR FATE.

THIS SOUNDS LIKE

THE WAY AUTUMN AIR TASTES

AND THE WAY IT'LL SEEP INTO YOUR SKIN

AND REMIND YOU OF ALL THE TROPHY'S

YOU'VE COLLECTED FROM YOUR EX LOVERS.