​thursday by Shy Watson Lyrics

generative
not really saying much of anything
inexplicable guilt from dirty things
that have come out of my mouth

in a bedroom with a closed door
the moon was full the other night
and someone put a kit-kat in the fridge for me
but i am late this month

a stomach full of cranberry juice
i’m not trying to pass on this disease
it’s just not easy
being placed inside of someone else’s snow globe
to be looked at

my friends had a blizzard in denver yesterday
i had a flurry here today
i think
it carried over
my orchid is dying because i look at it
and know that it needs water
but i stay seated

i want you to visit
but at the same time i don’t
because i know how weak i am

on the second day we spent time together
you spoke of how you can talk
most people into most things
and i put a flag on it

sometimes

the most insincere shit
is said
under sheets