27 years in, one heart out...

get a grip

i don't know how to do me anymore

i have forgotten where I started

and where I left off

do you know?

about this

about this me?

catch me palmed

it's all in the wrists 

when you flick me back up

for the smokes benefit

greys billow and suspend me whole

your exhale hazed and drawn out

(you smoke you do)

and i'll watch on the outskirts of myself

strange that isn't it?

i'll fade

i can feel it already

dust, anyone?

it's happening

catch me palmed 

keep me in your safe

please.