The Syllogism That Ate Science

I'm waking up
You're coming home
Get in the shower
Nice and cold
Put in your teeth
Put on your clothes
You speak in flowers
Overgrown
The hours come
The hours go
Getting too used to your phone
You ate the thorn
Spit out the rose
A kiss, a fuck
You never know
If all this emptiness is home
Why can't you feel it growing old?



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Writer(s): Lex Ribbit
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