you're taking up lots of space
  your shit is everywhere
  your breath is all up in my face
  your hands are swarming in the air
    you're the first one out the car
  and then the loudest one in the bar
  tell me is there something wrong
  girlfriend, what's with this new version of who you are
    so she lifts her chin and
  squints at me
  to assess what I think I know
  she says my heart has some dangerous neighborhoods
  so beware where you try to go
    and they say that the truth will set you free
  but then again, so will a lie
  it depends if you're trying to get to the promised land
  or if you're just trying to get by
    what is a camera but a box of light
  what is a guitar but a box of sound
  you think I don't understand
  I think I might
    what it is to
  to harvest the emptiness
  and just ride it around
    and maybe your chest is an empty shell
  with ribs of spiraling coral
  where a perfect pearl of sadness resides
  but if you ever need it here
  I could come and press it there
  and I could listen to the sound of the ocean inside