Written by Lauren

Did the initial volatility

of the oozing ocean embarrass you?

Twilight escaped from brazen lips,

entrapping the brass horticulture of my lungs.

Intrinsic expositions

sent into an all too indulgent crisp sky.

How witless of my imbecilic mind,

to magnify the melodies

etched into catacombs of the soul.

Harbor the fugitive,

laid to rest under my tongue.

As if a Dogwood

could not bloom in Winter?

Crimson trickled down my ears,

just to be met by a rusty bandage,

sidling past the broken glass,

of a scornful future.

Has my ostentatious vulnerability

awakened a clamber within you?

Irritable amenities cast aside

like a street sweeper.

Did my unruly poignancy

altercate a nuclear necrosis?

Then why continue on this adventure?

As I disrupt the essence of equilibrium,

suspension shackled to each letter,

lacerating the wilted petals on the countertop.

How existential of my dystopian reality.

My brain’s emphatic rebellion.

Eucalyptus disgorged among rubble.

A mother’s grasp wound tightly around personally printed thumbs.

Clandestine explanations cradle the lyrics.