In this culture-crossed world
I too have a mouth, though it may speak a different tongue.
funny oxymorons of biology and psychology that we are
Why is it that the saddest people are always the first to smile?

I'm surrounded by photos of young people now old and old people now dead
I drop the empty stem by a tree, into a pile of other broken bodies
Each a flower’s memory
His heart stopped on a train and that was that, it's a matter of fact
"Soon, we all meet again."

So tatter your shoes, dear princess, step by weary step in this dazzling cage
It’s being in love, in lust, but with life itself.
In chocolate and popcorn and spider-like boys
Working off a vision of what never really was
You owned that darkness and I'd always tried to paint over it in sunshine

Now may I raise my hand and address the jury for the defense?
It’s so hard to breathe when every moment you’re aware, you look to see if anyone else is choking but no one seems to care,
Like multiple choice:
a) improve
b) destroy
You see what you seek

And it is here, I rise, Amethyst Fire