How Time Passes

[wasellajam]

Hi, matsuno, plenty to like here, some notes:

How Time Passes

If it were up to me, everyone would look the same
as you. Then I could be miserable
everywhere I went: I go to order coffee, your lips
Strong opening, full on wallowing.

ask me about oatmilk. Someone crashes
their suburban through the paper door
of my garage, it’s you who comes to judge
I like the excessive violence and that "you" is not the doer but the adjuster.

if I should be made whole. You get exhausted This "you" stops me. The original "you"? The N speaking of themselves? the general "you", anyone?
holding onto hope. It makes the muscles give up Interesting use of muscles vs bones, inactive vs fragile.
all their calcium, scream like lobsters delicately

boiled alive, animals too dumb to know
the screaming does no good. Old and stupid
as I am, somehow I know better. When it’s time
Strong lobster lines. Interesting how the N claims to have relinquished hope yet still can't move on.

to pay the bill, not even my teeth rattle.
I spread my hands and look you calmly
in the eye, accept the shitty latte
that for now will keep them warm.
meh on these last three lines, for the latte to have any effect at all it would at least need to have some satisfying quality. The lines make sense, maybe warmth is that quality but it doesn't fall with the impact I think you could pull off.

Thanks for the read.