Running

Annex; we live in this way in parts
To get through each day
It’s wrong for you, for me, and we cannot
Together in doubt
No pain, we’re taking it out
It’s not too steep if we just keep running
I’m guessing this one’s on me
We blink and it’s gone
We shake the box and speak to rocks
Now why can’t there be this glamour?
Tremors, better we run
The last thing we need is getting cold feet
I’m thinking of first times
Treasure, sleeping, weather is hard on my arms and me
I hope we get somewhere
Imagination, we’re on vacation
Caught betwixt our minds
If you want it, put your black shoes next to mine
In an extension of my apprehension
I am bathed in lye
Well, it’s easy, when you come here just to see me
We live in this way in parts to make it okay
It’s not too steep if we just keep running