no one told me
a storm was coming
i should have seen him
on the horizon
or felt him moving
with the grace of wolves
and had my knife out
and gone in for the kill
but now its everywhere
and i cant see the stars
now its everywhere
in every working nightmare
i want you to see this
and everything
but only if its
in stability
this isn’t love
this is a mistake between us
but i remember
a day by the sea
i remember
lucidity
