Dead Letters

take a shower, can it
i've got grief ascending out
like styrofoam sierra
allies on a pated planet
red yarn
runs in spades
shamefully across 3 states
i'd take you home forever
rock and dwindle like dead letters
and i'm dumb
sit back, speechless
watch this become
lost generation novels
irony and empty bottles
and i talk to myself
when i think about you
and i'm staying right here
yeah i'm not going at all
settle down and dismiss
conversational abyss
i've got your frown memorized
face of your unwelcomed surmise
has it all come undone?
stacked one by one up to the sun
you melt like ice in july
watered down and faded awry
and i'm afraid
am i worn out or am i weighted?
your teardrops
catch little light
cigarette cherries, fireflies
and i talk to myself
when i think about you
and i'm staying right here
yeah i'm not going at all
yeah i'm not going at all