In a screen where you live
Flashing as moths try to get in
In a screen where you live
Burning as the lining of stomachs turn
Eyelids eclipse the ruins
Islands made of rooms
In a screen where you live
You instead of sun
You instead of me
You and me in a screen
I kissed her while she seized
Eyelids eclipse the ruins
Islands made of rooms
She said
As I turned it off
And back on again