Came

Waiting on some consolation

For the unraveling sense that you're going nowhere

Thought you had another bottle in the refrigerator

But you don't see it there

Walk to the gas station and dish out some cash

The night moves as slow as a lifetime moves fast

When the moon comes to a circle

You're reminded of your body's stark utility

Stagnantly staving off heavy summer air

Hanging around in the humidity

Touching yourself, staring up at the ceiling

Desperate to deliver some kind of feeling

To the ether to connect yourself with something

Greater than grinding your teeth in your sleep

Ecstatic joy like a work of art

Cutting open your skin to enter your bloodstream

Well, now you're a star or a god or a flame

Fuck where you're going

Forget from where you came

Came