reinvent your name.
I never meant to say these words:
a thousand ways to try.
tinkering, poetic.
there is smoke in the sky.
I am catching a train
and that train is heading to you.
we weird hearts
from the tumbling start.
can you still not remember who is hiding up there?
one day as a bicycle.
one day as a lion.
one day as a winter river yet.
one day as a bottle of ketchup with a little mayonnaise in it.
meet me in the fields after morning of desire.
there is no real goodbye if you mean it.