This emptiness hits now, so
far from home, this neediness
and i can't say 'everyone hates
me' just to be reassured.
Like you, i want and never
get. Out of my time
here, is this my knowledge?
She says and i say and we
say, different tones. I love
the bass but i don't want to
come on this mountain, thinking
of him, his face and ideals,
and the tongues between us.
