turn to face you feel unsteady, free the hounds of love they're ready.

bite!

who's right? barking over everything it's knowing where you are.
is that what's slipping through? a timeless quality till now unknown to me.
how can it be so uncertain? feels like everything is unsure, feels like we just met. i feel so inarticulate.
had time for one last smoke... while i was having a stroke.
while i was having...stroke my hair it calms me.