exile

[morphingjewel]

Happy pills and happy faces
filling cracks and empty spaces
tweedle dee and tweedle dumb
scratch your ass and suck your thumb
one more, damn your cheeks are rosy
inquisition, so damn nosy
fuck u I don't like your tone
poised upon your curb side throne
looking down from "loves" eye view
matters not for still it's through
I've no desire to stroll this lane
trudging up your angry pain
sluts so freely ease your lips
brazen hands and fingertips
slip your words like barbed wire ties
base intent in thin disguise
sad pathetic, bitter men
try to drill dry wells again
in hopes to dance and live in true
but I'll have none of this with u
so take your wine and probing hands
id rather be with empty fans
none placed here receive your need
wrapped this time in selfish greed