our eyes are moving

forward faster than

these tangled chords

i noticed that you want to leave

we've burned out fast

deciding who could complicate us and

what comes next

so here's my proposition: while our work gets started

we'll keep expected formula strong

but i guess i won't be with who i belong

and here's my job

but i miss something

my line of focus is centered on narrow thinking

and not from what i think is good on its own

it's fading out

well who can't do it

pop is based on the most intimate charge

but where it's at

the scene permits it

they're not concerned with technique

feeling is all

and when words spit out and i disintigrate

maybe i'm not in such control

maybe i needed enough to get me through this

and then into breaking up form