you're like putty in my hands

it's so funny now

so strange how

you resist me although you may have missed me

(just may have)

(a teaspoon of sugar makes the medicine go down)

and this is some

rough

medicine.

now if i was one of those beautiful boys i could love you more

if i only restricted myself to your creed i could be the one you might adore

because love is silly and unkempt

love is what the sirens sang while the streetlight prowlers wept

i may go down again

only the good die young,

the rest just fade away.

but i, i stand alone

on this shaken ground

and i'm looking for answers

cut the stars from the sky so the light can't tamper with my easy emotions

i'm loving you in fear

in sickness and in health and i don't know which one this is

does it fall in between, perhaps? the in between that i am forever entangled in the limbs of

(kill the lights so i don't have to see myself)

those shaggy haired devils who feast upon you with glacial hips and arctic gestures

bottle rocket, explode!

i hold these chemicals in my nervous touch

fully don't quite understand

but i destroy mortar and plaster with one slide

and i deserve everything that comes back to me in the end.