Your Real Face / by Reckon

This breath may get you accidentally high  so get close with the rhythms,

so close you might crawl inside  in the shape of a sun licking tongue

attached to a hundred wild fingers

extraordinary  

yr on    in the shape of your feet in my pockets  your real face  your lips  your real mouth full

of ink, your eyelash dawn

yr on    and  so close  so close