don't u love to bleed

i am minute cities

i am a function brick

i know u are dear

and i am a 

laundromat

i am a country character asleep

caroline is silver and sleeps 

nothing like this chestnut

people are metres of permission

oh, it’s still in the morning 

and i am bitten and california

is snorkeling 

here

i give u my curved and fuzzy grandma

don’t go broke or dance; i am red here

wherever i look

the flower is near everywhere

but dance lyrics go into little

buildings and they don’t have

experiences anymore

they go to stone and the tree

dances me and i’ll stand all

grey and aware girls love a 

long thing to marry and eyes

would

i was broke in want and i see live flowers

girls aren’t pink in countries or monuments

or life and i ain’t talking either

i’m like don’t u love to bleed

your internet danced and

your legs danced

i am a pink liberation dance and space

is called for; morning is ecstatic and

panicking

light went looking in the streets

i don’t feel quiet