the streets are all violent
with murderous excitement
the hunter and the prey
are dancing everyday
that waltzing jibberish
where intake becomes outlandish
i’m in a bad way every passing day

“so where do do we go from here” i’ll say
you’re a shining star,
you’ll do great in l.a.
and i keep fixing every habit that i break

oh megan, is this thing of ours still on?
for i haven’t slept a wink
since you have been gone
now i want to be buried in your backyard
and when the flowers grow,
just know you’re still in my heart.

a flash of dark interest
steers us into this car crash
uniting our remains, a fiery hurray…
our hands touch unnoticed
pressed up against melting glass
you’re calling out my name
as the air escapes.

—i want to be buried in your backyard
nightmare of you