Stars Are Falling
a four letter lesson in letdown
A frantic collage of distorted love songs play back like continual closed circuit strangalings
almost brining tears to my eyes and for no apprent reason I
want
to
be
selfish
Now listen close as my earshot broadens into a cluttered mess of thoughts and deleted files,
I can make out few if any words on this record.
Tie these hearts together with the strength of an anchor.
You were never there.