Darling, concede this

Beneath the shockwave of secrets

Believe this

The efforts put forth were anemic

You’d make a sad, unfaithful bride

Take my affections on the side

The years succumbed to sea-salt waves

The ebb and flow of shallow graves below…

World-renowned critics agree

I’m a failing piece of humanity

The more beautiful the girl the more sinister the history

Lily, concede this

Beneath the shockwave of secrets

I need this

Stuck here between your commitments

Depression never suited you

The way that shards of laughter do

Pieced apart and coveted

Like antiques buried with the dead