Her head disintegrates
Like the end of a cigarette
Falling into the wrinkles
And folds
Of my skin

I can’t lose your taste
Wistful in defeat
Like April blooms
Wilting in hazy noons

I’m stray desire
Mottled words and voice
Barren constitution trapped in
White ******* noise

I swerve in the distance
I sink through the sky
Pink patches of dead bliss
Pass me by

Light filters my eyelids
I flutter alive
Depart through my cold skin
We drive

Don’t arrive, don’t arrive, oh, please don’t
Don’t arrive, don’t arrive, don’t arrive
Don’t arrive, don’t arrive, oh, please don’t
Don’t arrive, don’t arrive

I’m holes in your ceiling
I’m shades in your mind
Cracks, between your sleeping
Eyes

Won’t arrive, won’t arrive, no, I know
Won’t arrive, won’t arrive, won’t arrive
Won’t arrive, won’t arrive, no, I know
You’ve passed me by

New horns
Paper crowns
Ink kings
Flash smiles

Sever your minds
Sever your necks
We’ll speak in circles round
The fool within

A frenzy target for your
Sensational ****
Dissect this media market
Black lust and haste

Reduce
Reuse
Retie
That ******* noose

Crushed pills
Bloom bitter
Over
The smoking tip
Of my tongue

Their ghostly limbs around me
Your voice in a hum
You linger in a grey house writing poetry
You mark my lips with self-doubt