Leak into another night
I am dead mechanical
Cut black lines into my skin
Tattoo me with asphalt
Touch my face one time--kiss me goodbye with an insult
I'm just fading tail lights
It isn't my fault.
Your fingertips are tracing something...
And my reddened eyes are craving something...
Some might hope for for the weather's improvement,
but, me?, I'm hard in love
with the cold front that's
moving in.
Let me crawl across the sky--
a skull coated in red wine.
The Titan's getting tipsy.
I'm at home in the sweating night.
Cracked my ribs one time, kissing asphalt on Orange Street
Then I had to stand up
screaming
after sweating through sheets!
My memory surrendered something...
Your frozen face was mending something...
Might have hoped for condition's improvement,
but, me?, I'm hard in love
with my aching--that's
all I am.
Dead Mechanical
Romanticize it.
Dead Mechanical
I can't eclipse it!
Make me fiction, or ***** my fingertips.
Let me lie. I am Dead Mechanical.