im tired, and i love you
but im bored and you will get bored of me
i would rather stay in bed
and dream of flying tigers killing me
in the backseat of your van

kick your shoes off at my feet
oh, you found my heart;
an anemic white wolf
running for the ocean and then folding
into the sound of your name
rushing to the underside of a goodbye

ill touch your back and warm your hands
but then ill cut them off
and tie them around my neck
you will reach to get them back, but with what?
you dont have hands

smiles sneaking beneath soft rocks
falling into my hollow hands
melting through and through the sand
to give me heat and tremble my skin

the smell of your shirt pulls me in
im your vulture
im tearing at your skin
i traced the shape of sorrow on your thigh
gave you a headache and started to cry
common answers running through
gave you cancer, pulled your tooth

im tired, and i love you
but im bored and im in bed
besides, how would you hold my love?
thick and sloppy; dripping blood
you don't have hands