I can’t think in the think tank
Shark fangs and wolf fins
Aren’t we just animals if we
Had no hearts? Gold and glitter
And strips of those memories—furiously
In love with distraction,
But I see yellow on your face,
I see that you want bright to set
You right—city of dreams, city
Of sun, city of humid, find me a cupid,
Call me stupid for looking for acceptance—
Dark and light is the final fight
I am wrong about being right
I am wrong about trusting everything
You hear, I am far away from the closest
Place I could ever be,
Ever be, ever be next to me,
I am burning up and the tightrope
Is giving up, park nights, angry fights,
Another mother sacrificed again,
Another lover disappeared again,
Another day to write it anew,
All I know is mercy for it has
Made me thirsty—think tank
No more, thoughts now hit the floor—
Shark fangs for that sin that so easily
Splits me—think tank no more of a prank
Than a set-up—my thoughts need You