Feb 08, 2004 20:27
table dishes falling out of my hands
lights blinding my scowl as you reach out to save them
but they're broken on the floor
and I stumble
and I draw blood
take your sex wrist bands
bind our fingers together
as we watch our reflection in the pool
and sniff in the scent of aged rust
one puff of smoke to add
for every level of delirium we've survived
one puff of smoke to magnify
every level of insanity humans have created
glass bottles filled with heavenly liquid
our lips we licked in anticipation for the night
but they're broken on the floor
and we stumble
and we draw blood
take your sex wrist bands
bind our souls together
as we dance in the pool together
and taste that aged rust on chapped lips...
one puff of smoke to add
for every level of delirium we've survived
one puff of smoke to magnify
every level of insantiy humans have created