The Heron

You'll never be alone again, my love
Can you feel it?
The balance between stillness and dancing till you fall off the earth
Take to your toes and summon the worms
The heron waits patiently
Unfazed by self-service checkouts or pouches of tobacco
I know falling in love feels trivial with everything that's going on
But what if we're actually on to something?
And then the heron says
You'll never be alone again, my love
You'll never be alone again, my love
Can you feel it?
Calling in to work haunted
Lost in a vertical video called "Moments Before Disaster Part 4"
Stop trying to stop trying so hard
Your personality has been broken apart and sold back to you in a series of short-form clips
The horrors persist but you are that same child jumping garden to garden
Ice cream dripping between your knuckles
And then the heron says
You'll never be alone again, my love
You'll never be alone again, my love
And then the heron says
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone again, my love
Rare aesthetic, reluctant hope, core memories operating on a strict one-in-one-out policy
The young and the dying have the worst philosophies
And you are both but also neither
Nay cheek, nay chance
Never leave the bookies with a smile on your face
And remember that herons wait for no one but themselves
Good things come to those who hesitate
And then the heron says
You'll never be alone
And you gotta be patient
Be still
At peace
Yeah
And then the heron says
You'll never be alone again my love
You'll never be alone again my love
And then the heron says
You'll never be alone
And then the heron says
You'll never be alone again, my love