Tied around me hands binded,
Ecstasy and soul merging
Merging into tightness
Tightness there like the fear of insanity
It wont let go, they wont let go
Please let go

On the floor of a box inside my mental ward of fear
I liked being lusted but this scares me dear
Out from breast and neck flows red
And im convincing myself im a flower gently opened,
But u maul flesh with no token yet
Lungless u hold the red rope
Please let go

U love me dont u love me u must if u hurt me?
Enclosured no exposure to the truth
Selfishly u took all my youth
Even moonlight cant brighten you
My organs are all over its glow
Orange and salt and red rope and you
Oh may this rope frey!
Am i at fault for being ur prey?


I am free
Am i free? The box is now gone
And now the orange is also gone!
But flesh no longer mingles with its own blood
Its red rope and poison
All covered up

Blind down to the dew they wished,
To be part of the crew of living
Not gliding on tarmac soil
But passionatly filtering swelling heart into earth
Combing the mucus of brain with the sweet stream thats secretly seen many souls, many universes, many bones sink obediently into the ground.
Yet I am a cathedral of the twisted metaphysical and white string where Eve would have digged through ultraviolet and between it all clearly too compressed she would heave the rib
Glowing between rigid lungs and take it out to deliver its freedom,
But Blind to the dew and eyes gouged by mass extruding man wished
For her freedom to be annewed
My dew isnt above my metaphysical
My dew is scrying the grass glinting under the sun after a long ritual in patterned sheets
My dew is the celestials outfit changing each night for me to seek
My dew is true purity the kind where glowy goodness rightfullly penetrates through

For even the beetle that climbs the daisy
Bares strength unlike men that try climb up our legs