Jan 23, 2004 22:03
I want to be a snake.
All smooth scales,
and ridgeless hips.
I want no bumps to marr the serpant
(in me in me)
I want no bruises to make me see
(see the ugly ugly)
When i crawl across the mirror
There will be nothing but beauty
(beauty)
'Hello wings, how are you today?'
And they'll look at me,
tell me that I'm perfect.
And I'll say,
'wings, where will we go today?'
And they will reply
'Nowhere, exactly where you want to be'
I'll be a winged reptile,
A dragon on the porceline seas
(fear me fear me)
I am a force
My will is a force
My skin and my flesh, will reflect
(deflect retract)
all the lovely
I hold.