sticky bait

A lawyer calling a client who doesn’t want to answer
The looming, engulfing ringtone sounds like a disaster
You could cut it with a
You could cut it with a

The ringing alarms
The after-school noise
You could cut it with a
You could cut it with a

Knees across knees
Tension quite rough
You could cut it with a
You could cut it with a

Projectile vomiting
Hazy chocolate sphere
You could cut it with a
You could cut it with a

Miniature corpses
That day of the dead bullshit
You should turn that shit off

You could cut it with a
You could cut it with –

Christmastime in April

Ten minutes after nine
In the swimming pool
How do I make you mine
You’re just so damn cool

With your bedazzled jeans
That I laughed at
And the way you cringe
Those eyelashes you bat

It’s spring-time and I’m back home
Found you waiting at my door
Iconic delusions, and the unknown
The Hollywood signs that call strangers whores

All of the falls and winters added up
And believe we’re back to this place
But what comes back
You’ll make disappear without a trace

You know that’d be a mistake