defectivejunk

requiem for a fever dream

suddenly it doesn't make any sense

what once was bright
is perfectly shady

it was still all just about a lady

but which one I don't remember

remember kind of rhymes with December
but I didn't have a breakdown in December
in fact when it was I don't remember

I guess it happened yesterday
and sometime in the month of May
and again every day June and July
but August's the month dominated by
ridiculous reality and I guess I know why
I tried to forget it, forget it I'll try

Once I was bright,
but now I'm perfectly shady

and my grief is all about
some nonexistent lady

so

I bought a bottle earlier,
the stitches undone
it's the perfect setting -
the setting of the sun