Follow Me to the Hollow

Follow me to the

hollow in the

wood where we could

talk until dawn.

Run unto the

sun inside our

galaxy where

we could be free.

Chase me to the

place under the

sea, I ever

ask you to be

true.

—

Take me to the wilds, our

picnic place on Pluto, the

mushrooms in the meadow.

A murderous maze

or buttercup brunch,

give, take,

you hunt, I’ll bake

let’s dine

on sunbeams and starlight

for tonight.

—

I’ll hold you ‘neath the

cold within this

shelter of my

sweater so safe.

Find you by the

rinds of all the

fruits tongued so we’d

lucidly dream.

Need you for the

feeling of this

night, one final

meal of stronger

tears.

—

Take me to the wilds, our

picnic place on Pluto, the

mushrooms in the meadow.

A murderous maze

or buttercup brunch,

let’s play

you hunt, I’ll bake

let’s dine

on sunbeams and starlight

for tonight.

—

Whisper to me

the courage to sing

in the wilderness

our tragedy to ring.

—

Take me to our home now, make

picnic plans on Pluto, pick

mushrooms in the meadow.

Marvelous maize

or buttercup brunch,

you, here,

I’m real, don’t fear

Let’s dine

on sunbeams and starlight

one last time.