Today I wanted to buy the copyright to the process of hallelujah
******* in joy the same way whales eat krill
You just bottle it up inside your lungs until you have enough

Inside my fridge I have vacuum sealed jars of hallelujah
There’s nothing religious about that
Jars labeled things like
Loss of virginity
Rob lived this time
The homework is complete

Hallelujah

It’s the same way prayer works
Backwards
Pulling bits of god like an inhale

I want to hyperventilate on your hallelujah
Like a gospel choir on speed

It collects
Over time
For instance
It was maybe a month in to sleeping at Delia’s and Toffer’s house
Before I realized
I didn’t have to sleep in my car anymore
You go into the bathroom to **** and realize
Hallelujah
A jar labeled
Found a Home for now

I know science can do this
For the sake of all that is a monument to a single life
So that on your death bed, or at your funeral
Everyone there can hold a jar

Cold and warm at the same time
Vibrating in their palms
In violent joy
Like mozzletoff cocktails
They are thrown
And when they shatter there is a song
That has been collecting for years

The same word in different tonal joys

Your life

Every good moment

Hallelujah

Your brand new heart I do not need
Your threads don't hold me down
Your needle doesn't pierce my scales
Those days never to be found.

Two fallen angels, dancing
On wings of ebony
Embraced in a death spiral
Entwined, they're never free.

As feathers fall, resentment calls
They're wings are pinioned now,
You can't fly? I can't fly.
I've never known how...

..to safely shake this dragon
That's been nipping at your thigh,
A thousand miles have flown so fast
In the blinking of an eye.

And roaring winds grow louder
As we grow farther from mother sun
A hail of fire smoldering,
She whispers "Run, my children, run"

Scar for scar, bruise for bruise
They plummet to the earth
The ground is getting closer,
It's time for a rebirth

Warm blood has splattered both our eyes
From each others missing wings
We're flapping numbly, falling dumbly
As we give into these things..

Head first and tumbling faster
Engaged to this gravity
It's will it seems still holds their fate
As she rips their feathers free

He sawed at her ****** stubs
And she did the same for he
Drenched in each other's burgundy
Resemble devils, free.

Words and lines are rolling off his serpentine tongue,
falling upon deaf ears
It's only been mere seconds
but feels like neverending years.

But in the midst of all of this,
She hummed a song so sweet
A language dead, it has been said

It haunts my every dream.

You burnt my wings.
                                                   I love to fly but you burnt my wings.

And all these memories are racing through my head as the ground gets closer and closer in a race to see which will end first.
                                                               My past or my present.  

                             Air is thundering through my ears and my hair     is dancing on my head like the flames had danced across my wings, consuming.

                                                I love to fly and you love to taunt.
                                 The closer I got, the warmer it became.

The closer I got and I could taste your flame.

I didn't know you'd let me fall.
                       Strip my wings and let me fall.

I recall each feather furl as it burned turning to ash, leaving a cloud in my wake.

                                          A wingless bird enjoying the view.
                                                     Gravity has got me in it's fist and                                                                    wi­ll never stop pulling me down    while you watch me shrink to a dot.

But I must know, how did they taste?

                                   You drew me in and
                                                   plucked each feather.

                                    I watched as you ate.

The ground meets my face and another meets his fate.

You say "I'm an open book",
But you're as closed as your eyes.
Trapped inside your sleepless slumber,
It came to me as no surprise.