You open fire exits with the force of a man when a fire’s starting.
Your suspicion’s thick, the way pasta’s fuller once you’ve cooked it, how not all cuts of material fit every body. I’m yet to find a wedding dress that fits.
Did you see Salmon Fishing in the Yemen? Ewan McGregor has caps now. He was in Star Wars. Do you remember Ewoks? Care Bears?
You are my logical fallacy. Once, I was sure that the mess of dialogue connecting us day to day, episode to episode, was leading to penultimate points in which we revealed ourselves like Spring/Summer collections in Autumn.
You are my tricky second album.