time
is mother nature’s sewing machine
and it will fix you
right up

A galaxy of spindles
An indefinite of life
Behind a curtain of web
Lives a hidden
   blinding
            light

we shift our bodies
when we're all coiled up
our salts are now dripping  
tied around lips bitten at dusk
          arched is my back  
we meet at a cusp;
a flame grows inside of me
until we finally **combust

Please go harder
        Now faster
Then stop
If only enough time
    To keep our eyes
        On the clock

I am what you need
When you don't want anything else
You are what I want
When I can't find it somewhere else