The words
that I deliver,
always out of breath
out on a limb.

Life out of the mainstream,
I declare it dead and gone,
out of the scene.

None of this is harder
than knowing about you.
If you were someone else I could live
without you.

Come back later.
Be the stone around my neck.
Up-set.
Up.

And there’s something
you don’t notice.
What it is I
never said.

Come back later.
Be the stone around my neck.

None of this is harder than knowing about you.
If you were someone else I could live without you.

Come back later.
Be the stone around my neck.
Come back later.
Be the stone around my neck.

Up-set.
Up.