I’m a liability

what grew and inside who / first so simple was the vow / then the chorus sang about / your shoulder / the mooring for me / like water lost in the sea / the cold heart will burst / if mistrusted first / and a calm heart will break / when given a shake. — feist, “how my heart behaves”

tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. / these, our bodies, possessed by light. / tell me we’ll never get used to it. — richard siken, crush