rocks of white

[simonsayssuckit]

tension in the mornings as i see the far moon rise
pale grey ashes on the desk
i wish i could smoke
a fuzzy reminder of how we all end up
sits quietly in my lap
estranged exs
and mental cases
we should go in the same direction
it would be easier i think
i cant stop thinking about yesterday
with the flies and the water
how sweet a day
a day where i walk with you
like nobody was there
in the dark
in the grey
around the water