You are the rule
And I was made to break
Told not to trust the pulse
Between my legs
But I crave all
Your bloom and decay
You are the empire
Of biblical ways
You are the invade.
We laughed in marvel at the dust between our toes
Heads thrown back in our hammock, dangling like pendulums
You said we wouldn’t fall
But I did fall
Into the sky reflected in your eyes, like twirling topaz
Glistening as we danced, danced, danced
Amidst electric trees
And I wanted to weave my fingers through
The spaces between your own
When we felt a celestial breath, like beating wings
That moment when The Forest pulsated
Within our flesh and bones.
I replaced his words with crowded bars
and empty promises with broken bottles.
This dulled out town is the graveyard for ‘us’
Another jewel upon a land mine,
but in a world full of places
where something has gone to die.
I’m just happy to have held onto something, so pretty.
The moment the blast scattered me into the sky.
There’s something so tragic about him.
She peels off pieces of her skin and he collects it.
They call him obsessive, its’ endless humiliation.
She’s as addictive as confession.
There’s something so dirty about him.
She eats into his soul like a cancer and he accepts it.
He knows she’s not a Sunday afternoon;
With clean blood and organized drawers.
Her thoughts spin like fire poi
When no one else is alive or awake.
She’s his Tyler Durden,
Evolving and falling apart at the same time.
Deliriously in love with a world,
Extracted from a nightless sleep.
So he listens closely to her laughter,
Because it holds all her frustration and fear
He brings her flowers when she’s manic.