The world is like one of those minimalist watches with no numbers on it
like, what time is it?
fuck you, I’m Swedish
The world is like the youtuber I watch because she kinda reminds me of you:
mostly fine, but then all of a sudden I’m supposed to believe The Incredibles 2 was good?
The world is like what I used to think the world was like
but sarcastically
You made a monkey out of me
which is to say
you reminded me of the fundamental untenability of the human/nature dichotomy
I made a beeline to you
which is to say
I flailed around in dumbass loops based on the limited information of my olfactory glands
Together we make a misremembered Joanna Newsom song
Together we make a mistake.
Together we make a legal doublet
like ‘aid and abet’
or ‘null and void’
two hot-shot detectives who play by our own rules
in the cold vacuum of space
When you speak,
I feel like I can hear the rocks scraping inside you
I can hear the scissors slicing each of your breaths in half
I hear the cliff kneeling to the sea
You think there’s something rotten at the core of you, but I know there’s just bird
so for the love of everything make a nest of me
fuck me up with twigs and shit
bend my limbs into something useful, I can take it
I’m just waiting
with the patience of paper
for you to write your real name
ada connor 