what i meant to say was,

i keep on taking the sun for granted
losing ground
sweating too much and it's making the goddamned
polygraph move a bit too much

i could tell myself
it's our thing (and maybe it is)
but it's not a code, i'm not staring at an empty
booth
filling it with self-affirmation
(sleep deprivation
the leaves fall faster than the speed of sound).

it's odd how we dance around
the fact that neither one of us knows what to do
about the fact
that i just like being around you.