That black wheel of shame
Take your chances
Guilt is a cat clawing the back of my brain
Swallow your cancer
Maybe god's the answer
Swallow my kids
after you blow my lid
That dripping potential
Melting like a candle
Down your face, breathless as space
And time's on the table
Dark mirrors are watched closely, felt
Hold it in your hand
more than a lover's
Cover yourself in cables
I'll lie there soon as I'm able
Our nights live a better life
Before the clock strikes 5