I’ve found the structure
like a knife —
in the first act of this dumb scenario called my life
so now it’s stuck between my ribs —
and I have to sing
life, you’re so nice.
your dawns,
your roses,
guns,
romances,
chances —
the structure
I keep seeing in the sand
and once again
in the third act —
before I die —
I have to play
like a knife —
in the first act of this dumb scenario called my life
so now it’s stuck between my ribs —
and I have to sing
life, you’re so nice.
your dawns,
your roses,
guns,
romances,
chances —
the structure
I keep seeing in the sand
and once again
in the third act —
before I die —
I have to play