Made of Mist
Arabella Poulsen, Leith Sye Towers, Arlo Grey, László Reynolds
You have found yourself as a decorative vase
When a bird flew out the window
Leaving shit on the windowpane
At seventeen years of age
All you wanted to do was run away from home
But home is where you would’ve run away to, anyway
Try fall asleep
They break the fall
You hold your tongue
They drop the ball
An entity
Entered the hall
Walked through the wall
Writing and all
You have found yourself as a decorative vase
When a bird flew out the windowpane
“Why won’t you stay? We’re already wet”
He said with a grin dripping off his head
Plucked out your fountain of youth
Try fall asleep
They break the fall
You hold your tongue
They drop the ball
An entity
Entered the hall
Walked through the wall
Writing and all