Working Title: Alms For Julien Baker

And I heard today that you were left alone
And the sky was as clear as a ziploc bag
That you used, packed all of your bile
And so devised a plan

Isn't it
Curious
The sky has no net
Up there, I would discover the reason I bet
I could show you from leagues away
All that you destroyed, but (how) would you notice anyway

Look here, I can tether some balloons
Around my breathing wrist and begin to mix
Some red with the black to contrast that pretty sky
Fill until eyes half open, open won't you—

A trick! It draws you upside down
But I have to surrender to the pull to come around
I'll leave a note for that
Toes are pointed down, ready to crash into the blue
All this dizziness from the dangle will end soon

Float on
On up
Forever



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Fornshell
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