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Originally Posted by dead man
dry leaves in late autumn crackle under our forearms
leaning forward. i can barely make out your sentences
make out with teenage recklessness. bottle glass & breath mints
menthol smoke / synth pop / pop culture references
twisting paper til i've breathed you alive
where's the root, she asked.
i stopped. considered the question
and told her something altogether separate.
i'm sorry
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These parts were dope
The ending left me confused, those last three lines. I feel like this entire verse highlighted the narrator chasing a disconnect with someone he's intrigued by. He's confronted, and can't explain to her why he's drawn to her or validate himself to her or something.
I might be mistaken in that interpretation. However, it does emphasize the frustrating/ baseline feeling of "I just don't know", where something being elusive isn't just out of your grasp but is actually altogether apart
It's like realizing something is futile and that understanding makes you not care. Waiting for the next note in the song and it never comes
Thank you