sieve from solipsisters by katie dey

i know to you my soul is nothing more than a mirage
you could see through it if you're looking hard enough
i get depressed when that's all i can think about
i could live inside my head, suppressed
let loneliness get loud and proud

but as i get older, the answer reveals itself: a sieve
a constant repetition of forgive forget forgive forget

my love is in the sonic residue of memories
the melting notes from shaky throats thrown over balconies
reverberating, bellowing, throbbing in my skin
from diaphragm to diaphragm to in put out put in put out put in

though i get stronger the longer i know my heart to be a sieve
i still need constant affirmations to just live just live just live just live

when i look closer, the patterns repeat themselves and shift
an endless reflection of a gift

as we grow longer, or slowly unfold ourselves: a wish
of moving closer to a place for us to live

• Pop
• electronic
• experimental
• Melbourne