For You

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A telephone buzz
saws straight, but never true

A love that guides itself across the sea
A love that cannot be saved
nor swayed
nor rocked about from side to side

Removing cucumbers from a knapsack
light'ning from how cumbersome
electricity really is.

Air thick and heavy, hanging in my chest
Feelings thick and heavy, hanging in my chest

I'll never place a blade through the space
you blazed through
I carry your scarlett letter upon me with pride.