marbletop counters crop the living daylight
out of my hybrid headache, this isnt sunlight
these are the subsiding side effects, tomorrow
im gonna wake up and rip off these tired stitches
build a tall house, get hitched, and count my tips
this is the weight of my high hopes in practice
in times when my trembling skin pays in full
where there is just never enough time to lose
on questioning when and where ive gone wrong
painstakingly difficult, but now just uncertain
my ten fingers have never been so impatient.