Expert Eraser - Great Grandpa

Keep the present in the moment

Like it’s supposed to be

I don’t want to be addicted to your vision

Calloused, useless on the surface

Fill this sacred space

I’m a loser to the feelings I don’t trust in

Our hearts are beating queer

Whenever you’re here

Fill us with good feels

You know that we’re helpless

Waste on my ailing peers

It’s rushing up there

So soon we’re sleeping

It’s all in good keeping

What a gift to feel stroked off by a phrase

To be so simple and so happy and undoubting

I keep commission on the t.v.

and I’m p.k.d

What a mercy we’re perpetually occluded

We crave the twangy void of the perfect diploid

I am irrational — an expert eraser

Waste on my ailing peers

It’s rushing up there

So soon talk your way

Out of existence

It burns the dissonance off

Plastic cough

It’s warm to soft the hard things

But if you ask for relief

It’s not in sleep

Cause in my mind’s eye

I feel numb

Cause in my mind’s eye

I feel dumb

Cause in my mind’s eye

I feel one

Our hearts are beating queer

Whenever you’re here

Fill us with good feels

You know that we’re helpless

Waste on my ailing peers

It’s rushing up there

So soon talk your way

Out of existence