are you not unaware
of the signs your silence bears
out loudly
so all these notes
and lucky dares
that fill my spaces
lose my cares
for speaking

how do i get lost
inside the center of a thought
when everybody's got a plot
for me
how can i explain
in structure words could not contain
there's no more talking in the frame
for me

there's no architecture
for how i feel

there's no ...
that can pick up
holding onto empty guns
they are haunting
there's no ...
that can pick up
the picture of a heart that's free
of this cruelty ...

there's no architecture
for how i feel