(my grandma just died)

Unwind

Find the cocktail to make my body go

Smoke and fizz bubble double down the drain

My brain seizing on my weakness Proof I shouldn’t love it How my freedom aches me

Doing it wrong Smoking bowls burning holes In my dread

Dead grandma haunt The lonely little birdcage I keep myself in

If I got out it would rattle Her bones And burn worlds girls and bitter Old men could finally grow old Cold peace at last Rest