Give me your glass
I'll give you mine—
Drink down that liquid fire
Watch it gleam in our eyes
Smiles conspire
We'll light up this town—
I'll start, drop my cigarette
alight on the ground
This bar is a beacon
A torch in the night—
Sparks singe our skin
Raw but it feels right
Give me your glass
I'll give you mine—
Drink down that liquid fire
Watch it gleam in our eyes
We tear through the streets
leave flames behind—
raze the city
with heat off our tires
They won't ever catch us
in our deadly machine
'cause we run on agent orange
instead of gasoline
Give me your glass
I'll give you mine—
Drink down that liquid fire
Watch it gleam in our eyes
I'll kiss you and accelerate
forget about the wheel—
taste heat on our tongues
our incendiary dream is real
Veer into the flames
our sins will detonate
a sensuous Little Death
for our immortality.
Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC
Give me your glass
I'll give you mine—
Drink down that liquid fire
Watch it gleam in our eyes
Smiles conspire
We'll light up this town—
I'll start, drop my cigarette
alight on the ground
This bar is a beacon
A torch in the night—
Sparks singe our skin
Raw but it feels right
Give me your glass
I'll give you mine—
Drink down that liquid fire
Watch it gleam in our eyes
We tear through the streets
leave flames behind—
raze the city
with heat off our tires
They won't ever catch us
in our deadly machine
'cause we run on agent orange
instead of gasoline
Give me your glass
I'll give you mine—
Drink down that liquid fire
Watch it gleam in our eyes
I'll kiss you and accelerate
forget about the wheel—
taste heat on our tongues
our incendiary dream is real
Veer into the flames
our sins will detonate
a sensuous Little Death
for our immortality.
I know that the timing of this poem is in poor taste, but it has been percolating in my head for weeks. sigh Just know that it has nothing to do with recent events. Also, I'm not sure I like the title, but it's the only thing I can think of right now...
