i guess i'll live another way
it's so romantic when our lungs disintegrate
an astronaut floating in
the shadows of the severed limbs
of everyone that's ever been
and graduated man you made it
bleeding out space debris
stillborn loves breathe heavenly
and in and out again
and in and out again
i thought you dropped
your ceiling stopped
breathing hot mess on your tongue
heaving cold gusts through your lungs
a loose tarp flapping against your head
it sounds like winter back in 1998
your mom will stay in bed
for hours her eyes are emptier
than anything you've ever seen
you swear this is a movie
your life's some stupid tv show
on nick at nite your sister used
to stay up late and watch with you
you saw her face in the tv
past dog hairs stuck
by static electricity
and mix cd's with modest mouse
the first time at your best friend's house
the stereo made sense to you
and bedroom's seemed to come unglued
from houses anchored to the ground
you're falling skyward not a sound
it is ok to be alone
it is ok to stay at home
there is no need to hate yourself
for the failing parts that make you real
i know that you will live to do
another thing that makes you smile
i know you'll see the northern lights
and cry and say it's been worthwhile
to stay up long enough to see the sun return to us
for years until it floats away
a balloon on some lost saturday