I've been grinding my teeth again, Watching the stars bleeding out their sympathy. Clouded eyes disconnect the faint sound, Your retinas perfect white. The lakes lie still inside. You spent so long sinking, The words on your tongue will never taste the same. And it's been to long watching the wires crawl within. And you said "never" as I made you see That they're not getting any better, The plains we've saved hidden inside. Because I've been taking notes of the veins on the back of my hands, And they're not getting any better. Just closer to the worst of. And I could try to lift up the screens again But you will never taste the same.