a body leaned against mine and now
it seems I can never forget it
never go my own way without asking
where is that body I love?
today I woke up dispossessed
the mirror I’ve always sailed past
has turned the color of someone’s eyes
this sound of a foghorn, we heard it together
the taste of this changing air we shared
now in the afterwards I’m pretending
I still take up space in this world
the truth is –
want me to tell you?
or would you rather keep believing
you’re the one
the only one who’s exempt
