I've had the wind knocked out of me, but never the hurricane

Once I thought I found love, but then I realized I was just out of cigarettes.

I realise there's something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they're experts at letting things go.

I've had the wind knocked out of me, but never the hurricane

Even when I'm dead, I'll swim through the Earth, like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.

No rescue boat can save the touches I left bobbing in the wild ocean of your flesh, but if they cut open your heart, like the belly of a shark, dumped its contents on a table—would there be any trace of me?

I graduated first in my class from alibi school.