The Reality of The Season

Summer legs that see more long grass and fence spokes than sun. More cool water stolen and sliding down shivering stomachs from dirty bleached out hair than warm sand sticking to the back of calves and shoulders. Skin coloured from bruises not UV rays. Never hydrated for all that is drank, every roof climbed helping you find your way to flying. The most the sun is seen is in pink and purple splashes on the east horizon on a 5AM walk home. That is also the most that is remembered. Husky voices, poisoned insides, untainted mouths and bodies that feel more air and rain than they do clothes. Leaving you more dried out than the remnants of autumn leaves, finished faster than drunk words falling out of mouths.

Haunt Me

cold summer nights
with the breeze from your breath
on my neck
the end of the dock, it’s 2 in the morning

and we’re gettin’ so high
never think we’ll come down
didn’t know I’d soon feel lower
than the hole we’ve started digging

bridge:
and we’re fallin fallin fallin fallin 
into the water
is this drowning?

chorus:
you’re every wish you ever gave me
the grass on my back when it’s winter
and I’m dreaming of summer
I must be dreaming
I wish you’d haunt me
don’t you still want me?

screams fill my lungs like smoke
it used to be laughter
they took down our tree house
i guess there were hazards but I think they just miss you

no view of your stars
now shooting up our dreams like
the shots that we stole, but never kisses
we lost that moment

bridge:
and we’re fallin fallin fallin fallin fallin
into the water
I think I’m drowning

chorus:

you’re every wish you ever gave me
the grass on my back when it’s winter 
and I’m dreaming of summer
I must be dreaming
don’t you still want me?
oh I wish you’d haunt me

 

*I’ll post a video of me singing it soon