eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

sometimes alice is you
the make believe alice is me
sometimes sarah is.

This was now is lost, a douse of salt
familiarity is a fleet of firsts, same for love.
similarity; a lingering second, only to find thirds
fourth, definition made common by humanity

air is often taken for granted

drift

i like how sarah clasps her bra over two locks of hair
eventually it will be history

soar

daydream

we have names we refuse to believe in
so tie your hair around your neck like a collar, sarah
and leave it to splinter
the tip of your lower lip
the daydream begins and ends on a major G.

someone out there is crying for you
why do you look so heartbroken for, sarah