i dance, limbs bent like broken sticks
snapping this way and that in the wind
breaking off into the moon, so full
first goes the skull
last is the ribs to break
cracking open like gates
revealing my heart
cue the caged bird's part
but it does not sing
nobody sings anything
i hold it in my words
that awful caged bird
its pulse beating on my lips
i can feel it in my fingertips
as i dig them into the ventricles
ripping apart my life's chronicles
again
again
i feel the beatings
not like soft wings
but like a raging drunk's fit
and my mind is the pleading lips
of the bruised face which he hits
what bruised place is this?
another swig to die
whiskey rocks me like a lullaby
rocks me side to side to dead
as i balance on the ledge
made of razor blades
****** feet, ****** stains
til i topple over the side
you can seek, but it's time i hide
laughing reality away
as if there's anything left to say
that wouldn't be a lie
so rock me like a lullaby
goodnight, goodbye
my lullaby