Perfect People Paroles

is leave the door cracked, leave the lights on



pirate plastic

ivory wrist



here's to all the perfect people



we are measured in degrees

sharp whys

reflect on ease
here's to all the perfect people



it's an empty room

its a hollow stair

its the texture of lies and the sweat in the air

its a roll of the tongue or an eye

in the skin

of ana

so damn sullen