blank paint on covered walls.

Jan 18, 2011 01:36

Daylight, you fucking sucker punch.
I saw you creep inside. Your eyes were flaring & there was nothing but ribbons and confetti.
You had the scent of mischief permeating when you cut my skin
your teeth were serrated and my skin was on fire.
tiny bite marks that puffed me up & disfigured me
Go on, get your face away from me. I know what you're thinking, even when you're explaining it all.

So you drew me a diagram
Moved the salt and the pepper and the packets of sugar
And you laid out the crash
Accelerate to the spoon, curve around the knife, stop right before the ketchup barricade
our life is not so simple
you can't just place me on a table and manipulate me

Anyone in the world, let it be shown,
Allow yourself to read words & realize they apply to you- even if they don't
I will have the finite ability to please you, it's a strip-club guarantee
You will look into my eyes like an incubus and pull desire from me like steam from a kettle
It will be a certain amount of time, possibly able to be calculated by some string of currents & algorithms
Give me a little & I will take it. I will give you some back. I will give myself to you so hard, you will feel bludgeoned
Your guts raw from the blow
And right when you're addicted to the undulating pulse of our sexual trance
I will go, and curse you & ignore the fact that you were ever inside me
or I was ever inside of you

And it's a heartless thing to do- it's a feverish jettison
It's a brutal car crash, where we all end up ground meat on the windshield
It's a lesson
You can never love all the way, there is never enough.
Right after it's given, there was always too much.
Sadly, you will only have the inability to know when to stop.
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