I want your bed sheet tongues and your enveloping arm lips to swallow me hard and never spit me back out so please hold me down and let your word jaws crush me until I can't breathe because when I think about you I laugh cry and I free fall until you ****** me back up in the air where I wait float down until you do it again and again oh god you've got me by my neck between your stone lips fingertips all hot and adrenaline cold you're the smoke filling my head and the ice in my veins you are taking me so high and ringing me out so thin I forget who I am and where I'm going and you make none of it matter you are my biggest nightmare you could collapse my frame with one breath from your lips and I am not sure if I could ever build myself back again and it is sheer insanity and bliss.
There are key words That are fate The words: Hiding Or Wait They mirror back And float to the surface And they have ties To our names And all the places we've been
There are songs And flavors And scents That are fragments Of you and me
To cut the throat Of the virus that branches It's spider finger tips *******, cutting, and licking venom To spread turn blood to **** and stomach bile In your veins Until it kisses your brain Unfolding and cursing Over and again
To remove the dust from the window sill And push open to glass To a warm summers night Air thick enough to fill your ears To slip past the lips Expand and fill The holes of your airways But coming as a whisper of the soothsayer To take you to the deep velvet river banks Turning your flesh to sand Matter recycled To turn to earth and trees That become a part of the cycle Misery and Majesty Matter and antimatter
I am the tides Pulled both ways The flame that burns Building, glowing frame But devouring, taking away Pulled both ways Night and day Polars The same I don't understand But I can see everything
Skin is all the same Words are just sounds Rain is just salt water Tears the same Lips are all lips All touches are received Happiness is chemical Finger tips cannot **** Finger tips that scarcely touch Are capable of so much pain
The rule is You get what you give So why do those who give all Not receive the same Guess it's not enough
I was taught love is like gravity Reciprocated and unwavering Like the tides They never fail
Slipping back the silent killer Of phantom demons Metallic enemies I have seen the warm lake boil Bacterial memories By twos by threes Beautiful like clean sheets And unmarred pages Wholly holy leaves Of weeping willows They are me They never sleep Uprooted and clean Burning off the ticks and fleas No trace Departed history