Holy Water from Leafcutter by June Jones

A statue on the shoreline
A half-submerged Atlantis
A body inside a body
A wetness within a wetness
I run myself a bath
I enter into to it slowly
I am not a praying woman
But this water’s feeling holy

I try my best to be present
I try my best to be here
I try my best to be present
I try to not disappear
I try my best to present
I try my best to exist
I try my best to exist
What more can I do than this?
What more can I do than this?

Lavender smells like almost every feeling that I’ve known
Piercing through the strata to the centre of the stone
I’m coarse but I am sensitive, I do and I do not love me
I think crying is beautiful, especially when it’s ugly

I try my best to be present
I try my best to be here
I try my best to be present
I try to not disappear
I try my best to present
I try my best to exist
I try my best to exist
What more can I do than this?

What more can I do than this?
What more can I do than this?
I hold my body like a fist
What more can I do than this?
What more can I do than this?
What more can I do than this?
Cold ceramic against my wrist
What more can I do than this?

I try my best to be present
I try my best to be here
I try my best to be present
I try to not disappear
I try my best to present
I try my best to exist
I try my best to exist
What more can I do than this?

• Pop
• art pop
• dance pop
• hyperpop
• synth pop
• trans
• Melbourne