I want to settle down. I'm tired of myself.
And the building up for breaking down.
It's a still-life overflow. I'm stuck below zero.

flood of feeling in made-up meaning. [bad word] until there is no remainder.

But I won't stop kissing clocks until I find love.
And I'll scream until we are no longer empty.

And you'll be a heart beat away.
black hole forming.
That will dissolve and disintigrate
Into nothing.