drafted upon a sentence shortened
a chest plunged into winter
a fist too tight
an agent with rot torn through
it’s the first time I’ll come to you
plum blue palms
Frost where the beat should be
It’s the next time I’ll see you
snuck drugged luck
As a knight on a chessboard
an apology made in vain
a horse found inside this trench
a stutter as my heart offers no angel to love
It’s the last time
and you’re much too far away
a chest plunged into winter
a fist too tight
an agent with rot torn through
it’s the first time I’ll come to you
plum blue palms
Frost where the beat should be
It’s the next time I’ll see you
snuck drugged luck
As a knight on a chessboard
an apology made in vain
a horse found inside this trench
a stutter as my heart offers no angel to love
It’s the last time
and you’re much too far away