Daisies

Toppling over, I see you in the window
Red orange leaves covering your cuts
Little incisions made just for us

If you hear something like a wave, come find me
Keep those eyes shut tight
As you make yourself bleed

You've closed the window
And now I sing outside
Hummingbird loose
Different guts you collect, only stay a month or two

Internet loves that fuck the love out of you
Dear girl, I could have their hearts
Deliver them in parts

I'm outside your window
And I can still see you