jagged edges point out the obviuos
you hide in the smooth shade of dwelling
stabbed out the words to all my songs
you repeat them so welll
taped up my box of hope
you hold my closur in hell
letters writting out in spit
i tounge gently
the disease , so missed pleased
so miss teases , halo-ed in dis greaved
shadow out the truth in reworded fleas
covered in dead skin
rose pettles stiched in the gashes
there in the machine
pumps out the velvette fein
fingers write out your will
your lips touch like pills
smiles so inocent
behind the eyes of clouded memories
writes the path of the clear
then... now...her breath we fear
her stentch we hold so dear
a moment in a tear
the mirror is open apon the opposite
two tone the finger, to bone
brakes anolog to phone
speaks the sounds two own
explodes alone
to reach the point
where stars point back at you
decay in mind of rotted thoughts
still ... I .....
reform and remold
heat the decay
and breathe in the cold
i own the moment.