Called
to see
if your back
was still aligned
and your sheets
were growing grass all on the corners of your bed
but you've
go too much to wear on your sleeves
it has too much to do with me
and secretly
I want bury in the yard
the grey remains
of a friendship scarred
You told us of your new life there
you got someone comin' around
gluing tinsel to your crown
he's got you talking pretty loud
you berate
remember your ailing heart
and your criminal eyes
you say you're still in love
if it's true what can be done
it's hard to leave
all those moments behind
You tested
your metal
of doe's skin
and petals
while kissing
the lipless
who bleed all the sweetness away