take me to your mountain, and let us fly past the sky

the sides of the road turned into wet paint.the colors were no longer so faint. his words a brushand we were in no rush.

youth in love, even when your ears ring,tie your shoes under the moonbefore the sun can touch the strings.

in here/ everyone must be / something other than human

The monkeys sit on soft rocks Until a scream is released from their clocks They stare into an abyssPost photos of a lunar eclipseSoul-filling moments Consistently missed

the human in me doesn’t belong to this society

role models are only role modelswhen they’re not your friend.

his eyes stare at her lipslike they're the only source of water

we aren't even real and neither are the drugs so before this world ends lets go have some fun