Vertical

If i were to adapt to your absence shall i burn the polaroids? If you were to leave me shall you drink your nights away ? I stand corrected while you stand alone and i have been cocooned all night in your jacket my dear open bracket What type of medicine have you been hooked on this week , any week ? Which bone did you break this month ? My resilient home , my melancholy syndrome Where are you when you are right beside me I ponder when you are that yonder I have been screaming all night My love , my inertia Im staying vertical although not afloat.