I want to ****** the ignorance
flowing through your hair
and pummel it to the ground
to keep your eyes from puffing red as smoke
The looping madness careens
the shivered hiding up on chairs
fighting fear, paranoia, and disgust
and the growing tendency to choke
a spider's lair can weep
for loneliness and despair
its reach is only inches
past the horrored lies you spoke
It's hard to find a victim
and a culprit bound in one
its hard to hold you, lover
when fists coil forth from thumb
Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 2:22 PM UTC
I want to ****** the ignorance
flowing through your hair
and pummel it to the ground
to keep your eyes from puffing red as smoke
The looping madness careens
the shivered hiding up on chairs
fighting fear, paranoia, and disgust
and the growing tendency to choke
a spider's lair can weep
for loneliness and despair
its reach is only inches
past the horrored lies you spoke
It's hard to find a victim
and a culprit bound in one
its hard to hold you, lover
when fists coil forth from thumb