Lakes on the Moon

Objects at the altar Conjuring the mantra: "Pinwheel" - I give up your name - Let it sing my salt and strawberry tears Edie as a dragon Skinner at a drumkit Letter from the night I was born St. Francis prayer Keep me assured Most of the time I can't describe the argument in me I ask it to dance Open my hand Offer up my cheek We want the same thing We want to be safe I just don't think we should hide (anymore) Singular obsession Doomed to double standards Tripping, I break into thirds How we miss you here At thе end of our words Bruises at the tеmples Tender underwater Frightened from punching myself I'm angrier than I've ever felt You always said "I'll hold you hostage, kidnapped away, And we'll fall in love Your Stockholm Syndrome will trick you to stay." But you already had me I was already yours Whatever you do, take me too Please & thank you My lakes on the moon I forgive you My lakes on the moon I forgive you