Subtle hairs out of place
Momentary pleading on her face
Race this heart 'til it gives out
Round and round this route
A warm sickness
A familiar thickness
Pick this carcass
Up off the road
What color is darkness
If there isn't any light to measure?
The opposite of pleasure
Is numbness
So I pick pain
Unplug the drain
Unhinge the door
I can't take this anymore.