plot thickens, skin

k.nead me, i'm your dough
stow me, shut me out
store me, second class

now you have put into existence
that my love is not enough for your subsistence

glass against my skin
i know that i hold double standard
and that i may think with second head

my heart says know
stick feels heavy;
but i see this levy
it's gonna break

we're gonna sail
k.nead me, i'm your dough
stow me, shut me out
store me, second class

this time i'll say my peace
and i promise not to shut it down
i'll rebound and hover melodic, methodically
i'll plot the next chapter