i have been gifted absolution
consequently freed
from penalty or obligation
to the back and forth
beige turning to black
in the burning of
my being gifted all his gold
unfit to rule but I’m told to
so I send out decrees
if I sneak a peck
to your speckled cheek
at the same party
you slide the outside screen
i will follow your lead
i will follow your lead
lead me
boundless, i’m
abounding
feeble minded
withhold, holding
relation addict
call it a cry
for time
for time
been halved
hours to months
months to a year
and two
since I’ve
been whole
i like it
thinly spread
well
i don't
but
i do it
anyway
i'll do it
as long as I can
i won't
always
get to see you
this close
i won’t
see you
wet
under
the
faucet
armored and clad in lamplight
and I’m so glad you kissed me goodnight
fire he made, closed in a drawer
attention unpaid, paper gets torn
Post-Worthless, Annique Monet makes solo LP of magical, psychedelic pop songs that drift in and out of consciousness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 22, 2015