I kept the burning letters and the removal of x-mas trees
of my throat swallowing my child-hood naivety,
There's cars smashing where the violation exists,
the hand held to a throat trying to breathe.
Graffiti anarchy with my intoxication of eyes.
Best friends break apart unfriendly marbles
wake up dragging mats upon the carpets.
I wish I could forget and dumb my brain,
but it only drives home more the perspective,
rain drenched and wearing my favourite collar
Nothing is better hope than a dog with a bone.
I wish I could wiggly wag like my dead-on pet,
but when has the warmth of the sun's been set
single spark apart from all of my child-hood days.
I wish I could wake up and smell your essence.
To be honest, I wish to die and not bake in this flesh,
Attraction can be blinded in interpretation
Opening up as ocean whipped afflictions.
And gentle are the starfish at bottom of oceans
and bitter comes warmth sting-rays of the surface,
Earliest and the best of sands upon the lands
crashing as uncle pulled coins from my ears.
I'll be as blinded to misery and focus on God,
Reappraisal and not loving bag of tricks,
There's no such thing as wisdom with the lambs,
and ever higher does this wall slabs bricks,
Ever loyal are loved sweet adorable dogs,
licks our faces and jumps up so quick.
