palettes cascadennsuffocating vacant graysnnmy imagination fades beneath the cornernnavoidable decaynnhas left me questionably lamenni am shipping empty boxes to my neighborsnna trail of kerosenenni've lit a match unto this dreamnnfalsely blinded by a hand that was my ownnna smile faked and caughtnna second guessing astronautnni've underdressed for this occasion, they all knownnnnopen your freezer doornni've got a couple thoughts in storenni'm banking, yes, i'm banking on the pastnnopen your freezer doornni've got a couple thoughts in storenni'm banking, yes, i'm banking on the pathnnto take me therennnnelastic strainsnni'll play hide and seek halfwaynnwill you knock twice when expecting something great?nnmy eyes complainnni've been hurrying too latennthese bags were packed with neatly folded shamennmy mind's been folded shutnngive me a spoon i need to cutnnan airway in this bag that's on my headnni'm sure they'd all agreennthere's nothing here worth anythingnnwill you shut the door? it's best to quarantine thisnnnnopen your freezer doornni've got a couple thoughts to storenni'm banking, yes, i'm banking on myselfnnopen your freezer doornni've got a couple thoughts to storenni'm banking, yes, i'm banking on myselfnnto take me there