eros & thanatos v2.1

and so I write
with hell behind my window
and she says hello
it fades into an echo
into the distance

if my brain can crush
local unfamiliarities
there's no need to panic
when the button is pushed

too many wonders
keep a helthy composure
there's that meaning behind
the pulsing belly ache

and my words fade into her echo
without sex we're just friends.
we aren't human without death.
we won't exist without [making] love.