Revisionary - Colossal

Not unlike any assortment of vacant statements or pieces of paper floating in

any gust

You walked in on me changing obsessions

We ate and made impressions

Fuck all this irony

How do I find shelter in ambiguity?

I take showers, walk up and downstairs

You ask how much more or less could you care

Flourescent lights sucked meaning from words like confrontation and

unconditional

It came down to phrases like «in fact I have a phone»

I got myself the fuck home just to discover my written words were implicit

proof of my insecurity

Showering didn’t help, neither did the stares

You ask how much more or less could you care