Three letter words in the morning
In the evening when the sun goes down and the world is quiet and you and I are sitting here on benzos
trying to understand the world. Three letter words like you and like how three letter words all day long.
We stuff ourselves in them, cage ourselves around their lack of consonants because we are three letter words you and I.
Because to you I am you, and to me it’s always been you, but to us it’s this thing that has to die.