Monday, 28 July 2025

Elms

 



 

If you hadn't been kidnapped

when you were so blue

yes, back then

a long, long time ago

if you had received the gifts I sent

and heard what I wrote

if I could have called

but it's too late now

it's too late to regret

the stories you were told.

 

Two elms on the edge

that's you and I

two elms on the edge

on a planet that's too fast

where we're constantly tilting

in different directions

still so strangely connected

on each our verge.

 

If you hadn't gotten so drunk

I would have taken to your house

that night

we would have had a good time

and talked and laughed and cried and laughed

if you hadn't drunk

so fucking hard

but it's too late now

it's too late to regret

no drug rape for me.

 

Two elms on the edge

that's you and I

two elms on the edge

on a planet that's too fast

where we're constantly tilting

in different directions

still so strangely connected

on each our verge.

 








 

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