THE GHOST OF MAC MILLER SPEAKS AND I DIDN’T KNOW I LOVED HIM UNTIL THE GRIEF SET IN

The world is so small / until it ain’t / spinning to the tempo / you imagined it would / stay like this / for a while / you forgot / how often you’ve been left / with the responsibility / to escort a wooden box into the mud / of an earth that denies you / time / no matter how much you need / to pause
 
I know / all that I am / to you / is a bleeding door / to a flooded house / I no longer possess / language / to erect a glistening city / from this mud / I sculpted / a watch / so take a second / look at the skyline / you inherited / what I borrowed / time / don’t give a fuck about clocks / until they stop
 
I / never dreamed / of growing old / of dying young / either / my hands turn / into time’s own wood carvings / or / they are to be swallowed / into the light of an abstract / city / living is difficult / balancing act / between the ashes / and the flame / always roars / there is no shelter /so you might as well stay / outside/ there is a god / calling my name / I don’t know / where to
 
I apologize / all I have built for you is a ribcage / cold iron / surrounding a pulsating clock / I apologize / you now have to learn / what is grief / if not the acknowledgement that / love intends to stay