Life is about how nothing matters
My eyes were filled with clouds and cancer
Why am I upside down and walking backwards
While Time just spins around
and the outward Sky fills with fractures?
Smiles are only frowns except the curve is reversed
Ill start holding out on death if the earth isnt cursed
otherwise our folding mouths Bisect as her lips return.
Spinal columns mold around the neck, blood perched in the Thyrse
Her Head Spun Interversed
With Her Shirt
Flirting with deaths Bitter Touch
Were there bugs in her dirt
in her smirk
Chirping rhythms in her lungs
This girl is a simple metaphor
for everyones inner whore
this perfect unkindled embers placental core;
I don't mean to make it sound
So depressed, depraved, it must be great
To feel the same as yesterday
When you wake up
I won't be awake when the moon
Comes out to play with us, with you
Because the teal day was getting grey
I'll dress it up in Starlit makeup
If you decide to tie a knot in us
promise me youll hang the sky
and not the sun
promise me when you hang tonight
that youll stay hung.
His shoes are tied too tight but not enough
Aglets reach through halo ties
and drop in mud
Practicing death; you hang the flies
and you'll stay hung
These are the strangest of creations
that made us.
We are the patients of the patients
that tame us
what the fuck are you made with,
and afraid of?
Promise me if you hang over pavement
you'll stay hung.
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