"tenderness
is overrated, i'd rather
get burned
to feel the heat.

discretion's only useful
in the quiet moments after
you've awoken next to strangers
and you're making your retreat.

oh i'd like
to take
a moment here to cherish
all the absolutely nothing,

the absolutely nothing.

i would like
to take
a breath of something garish,
something wasteful, and indulgent,

something absolutely nothing.

bitterness is brittle,
and i frequent find it falters
when you're hoping
for a way to keep the hate.

overwhelmed
and undermined,
overjoyed and blind,
and mostly unerrated, understated.

oh i'd like
to take
a moment here to cherish
all the absolutely nothing,

the absolutely nothing.

i would like
to take
a breath of something garish,
something wasteful, and indulgent,

something absolutely nothing.

let me get a taste
let me feel this waste
waste of time, waste of space
gaining praise, losing face

all for absolutely nothing."

this is what happens when i write lyrics in the office,
because i can't sing them out loud as i'm writing them and so they end up just sort of becoming rambles that aren't much of a song at all.
idk wtf this qualifies as.

~*~something absolutely nothing?
ba dum tsss.~*~