the month of pisces – the fish swimming in opposite directions

i dont wanna believe in astrology
or fate
or logic
or soul mates
or luck
or divine intervention
or happenstance
or destiny
or past lives
or curses and spells
or the stars
or mother nature
or jung or freud
or sparks
or chemistry
or beer googles

i wanna believe that
just like the birds
you hear a sound im making
and i hear one from you

and omgwtf



but life is just a cabaret
old chum.

we know this.