safety scissors from system crash by @melissageurts

I never keep the good ones they feel too final
permanent things give me hives
this version of me the one who hums at 3PM
she’s enough

don’t ask me what it means I was just moving
thoughts settle when I don’t touch them
I love the ones that fall apart
they leave better ghosts

I only keep the better ghosts
the ones that hum and then let go
not the final not the clean
just the flicker in between
I only keep the better ghosts
soft unfinished almost-close
I live for almost
I live for almost

crumple me up
fold me wrong
I don’t wanna last
I wanna feel strong
smudge my name
glue my hands
don’t explain
just let me stand

on the edge
of the version
that doesn’t need to
mean anything

I only keep the better ghosts
the ones that hum and then let go
no proof no plan
just the shape of my hands
I live for almost
I live for almost

• Electronic
• alt pop
• emotional electronic
• experimental pop
• femme
• glitch pop
• New York