Absurd: A Collection.

(Archival, November 10, 2025)Release us as two balloons at the ends of the earth and I’ll come find youWe’ll meet again somewhere between the seagulls and trash firesIf we were cloudsLet’s hover over to your worst enemy’s houseAnd we’ll hold hands as we piss on his roofSo we don’t drift apart in the wind. It’s weird how much I don’t want to chuck you in a dumpster fireConsidering you’re the reason I get up every dayBut then again, alarm clocks are too.With you, I’d love to be those last two staples that jam the staplerInseparable and annoys the shit out of everyone elseIf I were a printer would you be paper so you could jam my insides?I can be romantic and poeticWhen I’m not being funnyShall I compare thee to a shitty day?Being with you makes me believe that I could join the ParalympicsConsidering how much you inspire me And how much you make me unable to walkYou should know that I’d let youChain me to the bedTurn off all the lightsAnd roleplay as my sleep paralysis demonI’m not…