tell me bout yourself i hate introducin myselfmy name is easyafter that…you’re on your own always feelslike somebody’s askin meto draw the oceanwith a goddamn rulerand i’ve never trusted a straight linerivers don’t use themlight bendsroots grow thru concreteand the...

I measure my daysin time signaturescount sobrietyin whole rests where the damper pedal is godand Iits humble servant my foot pressed into mercybeggin every fractured chordpleasehold ondon’t leave me til I remember how to breatheone barfour barssixteenthirty twosixty four til the urgeslips...

the sky looked like the workof an artistwho has never onceseen a skynever once let his eyes wander upto the nightand feel that quiet pullof distancenever once watched daylightspill over the edgeof the worldnever once stood beneath eveninwhile colorburned...