plastic cup from Lake by sustinet

autumn leaves are turning green
patterns in time, stop fucking killing me
avoid disease, seek clarity
prosperity, never within reach

don’t discard what you want because it’s marked
i found god in a plastic cup, he said “everyone is mark”

you shove your pointer finger straight down my throat
keep my mouth shut to stop the secrets pouring out
guess I’ll hang around a little while
stand in the corner and force a fucking smile

& i love staring at the world burning alive as the sun comes through the window
& hits my face
speculative fiction, dust-ridden dictionary on my bedside table

i wanna know all the words!
it’s absurd, the lengths i go
to make myself out to be a halfway functioning human being

i’ll be honest
i could try harder
all of the time
but who am i kidding
can’t make it past ‘akimbo’
well who really likes trying anyway?

• Punk
• emo
• grunge
• indie
• indie rock
• shoegaze
• Connecticut