Tumbling into rhythms like glass in the sea
Could it be, I was funny and never knew money to be a friend all along
Ticking time tell ourselves the passing ain’t mine
I’m just along for the ride
Thighs get warm and tender
When lovers have names of no one I’ve yet to know
Overgrow
Shivers til I surrender
When lovers utter words from places I’ve yet to go
Overgrow, overgrow
If I’m still in this skin when you come back around
Why don’t you leave a mark covered in sound
Another year goes by, the frog eats another fly
Doesn’t care to reach farther than his tongue will allow
What’s so wrong with right now
Thighs get warm and tender
When lovers have names of no one I’ve yet to know
Overgrow
Shivers til I surrender
When lovers utter words from places I’ve yet to go
Overgrow, overgrow
Wake me up when you get here
Shake me out of slumber
Make a house in happening
Use this love as lumber
Wake me up when you get here
Shake me out of slumber
Make a house in happening
Use this love as lumber
Gus Grass (they/he) is a performer and writer in their fourth year in OCAD’s Creative Writing program. Gus enjoys composing original music, poetry, and combining their love for theatre by writing plays. Besides theatre and writing, they’re passionate about climate justice, transness, and puppetry.
An interview with Gus Grass on Overgrown