AIRPODS

I SAID YOU CANNOT STEAL WHAT HAS ALREADY BEEN STOLEN SMILING LOOKING UP AT YOU SITTING ON TOP OF ME HOLDING A BUTTER KNIFE AFTER SPLITTING MY THORAX IN TWO
YOU SEE MY HEART BEATS OUTSIDE MY BODY YOUR FACIAL EXPRESSION TICKS 2 OF THE BOXES FROM THE BOOK YOU ONCE GAVE ME

YOU ARE DISSAPOINTED
PEOPLE ARE SO HARD TO PLEASE

MY LIFE FEELS LIKE STUMBLING AROUND IN A PITCH BLACK HOTEL ROOM LOOKING FOR THE LIGHT SWITCH IVE NEVER BEEN HERE BEFORE I DONT KNOW WHERE I AM BUT THATS WHERE I AM
AND EVEN AFTER ALL THIS TONIGHT ALL I WANT IS TO SPEND ANOTHER NIGHT LAYING NEXT TO YOU TANGLED TOGETHER LIKE AIRPODS BACK WHEN THEY WERE WIRED UNDER THE COVERS WITH THE LIGHTS OFF TALKING LISTENING TO THE SOUND OF YOUR VOICE THE TEXTURE OF YOUR SKIN UNTIL YOU FALL ASLEEP WHERE AFTER ID STAY AWAKE

THE SOUND OF YOU BREATHING VOL 5

OCTOBER 20TH 2025
CARAVAN SOMEWHERE IN AFRICA