puzzles

Impervious to bullshit
I got your voice on high
Turn down the airs ways
turn up the oxides

Your skin is melting
but I'm flying high

Did you see the sea arising
or did you find your spindle
prick the finger
and loose your fucking mind

Imperceptive of the essence
I heard your steps before you thought
I counted your heartbeats
to know how many a minute
to stop

I made sure it was sewn together
every line written to fight

I made sure all the pieces fit
I put it back in line.