BAD POSTURE

Flowers flock her hair
Everytime we step in the garden
Natural pollinator
Demeter thinks it often
Reflection off the water
See our old selves watching
Bad Posture
What you crying for?
Bad Posture
How bad does it hurt?
How bad?
How bad?
Truth be told
I think she's smooth
Menthol in the back of her throat
Too cool
Tequila
On rocks
Twenty years old
Baby face
Wallpaper on the phone
Girlie asks when I'm coming home
What makes her feel so alone?
Bad Posture
What you crying for?
Bad Posture
How bad does it hurt?
How bad?
How bad?
A busy street
The cars've all stopped
Grounded at her feet
Momentary peace
Weight of the earth
Run my hand
Over her
Bad Posture