Scalpel blade run patterns scatter across red eyes
Paper cut fun fairies swirling around forbidden lies
Wings of a Butterfly,
torn me to pieces as I cry
don’t die, let let me dive
merely across that tanline
then brew me into wine
Generated Skin,
Born in the realms of pain
Tame me, just just drain me
Existing to remind them of their history
mystery, misery
Persuade me you weren’t a dream
Gaze through those patriotic gleam
Liquid Rocks,
Bury the exotic fantasies
birthmark, foreign shocks
I must have forgotten, make it stop
Tick-tock, Click Click-Clock
They can tell where you belong
Silence your beating heart
Rib Bones,
Make a fracture and listen
Dead tone, Live Lifeless clone
Gentle twist blows bubble foam
Until I find memories back home
Brittle hair keeps stabbing eyelash knitting white yarn
Whale song weeps sinking sound fading forever dawn