chapter

when you let it all go
those years of bleached summers
rainy mondays painted pink and purple
stumbling down the road drenched in red red wine
singing in turqouise
waking up the house with ballooned condoms
assymetrical cuts
getting down with the best of 'em
shaking a tail in living rooms
sweeping it all up
broom broom

vroom vroom
in the bathroom
sometimes making love
sometimes
crying
sometimes shaving

shaving off yesterday
letting it all go
to the bone
to really see
really
see

be

naked



i never knew about that little scar on the back of my head
where hair doesn't grow
gonna ask my mom and dad about that one


i feel a little lighter
a little taller
a little buzzed



sometimes you gotta let go
to let it grow again


i miss you already.
i've been missing you.