Ragged the origami crane
The china shop, the bull,
Bleeding and tired on the floor
The bull, covered in porcelain –
Just fall asleep and become a statue

This is spontaneous so don’t ask it to make sense

Bitten in half the book
That says it knows it all
Bitten in half the beautiful rose
“Now I am ugly” It says,
“Now I am more beautiful”
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I’ve never been thanked
For destruction before

Ragged the lace of your dress
Sorry I did that,
Sorry I didn’t do it more
Wreckage as modern art
Spit on it and call it modern art
That’s an insult, by the way.

Rummage in the ******* of history
The China shop, all shot up
Mobsters of words ruining everything
Just don’t wake the bull
Don’t say the word
“Beautiful”

****, I turned the radio all the way up
The news:
Here is a terrorist bomb
Here is a tax hike
Here is a ****** in a suburb
Here is the weather
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And I could still hear you over it all
“Beautiful”

I crumple folded paper in my hand
Walk over broken plates
Bleed beautiful for you

You’ll take it and
You’ll love it and
I’ll hate you for it

The blood on the crumpled crane and the bull
This is a joke in the making
But I'll only let the punchline brush your lips
I won't let you taste
I'll make you bite and lick
I'll let the punchline give you bruises

The blood on the crumpled crane and the bull