We’re Dead

On Dani Compose

Once upon a time, a man ago

A silent woman and her panic show

An antidote, she sang, and lo

A painting; Mother Mary hanging low

Love for the gloves moist from the rain

She’s hanging in the back of the club again

My clique, these men know about her pain

We read her book and we trace her stains

I’m zombie man, they’re much the same

Speak deep the names of our fucking canes

We’ve come for her, riding on the bass

A meandering pace, mannequin her face

Bitch you know who I am, I built this world

You’re using our words to polish you pearls

I’m the ugliest king with my fingers uncurled

Absurd, I heard this is where you meet girls

Dethroned, I’m stoned on the clauses of rue

Mow down the dancers, one over two

I see you too, beat you with a pool cue

You’re moved to a box of cruel abuse

I found her swinging on extended legs

Thick clouds of smoke filling up the place

The music was raw and it palled our faces

Thin wired batons pulled out from their cases

The moon hails down hot drops of beer

Sky tries to derail our plot of fear

The night wants us back, wants our voices down

Bugs want some food; making horrible sounds

They danced like their pockets were full of fire

Girls bending low like they pulled a tire

Celebrate their life with the dread of death

Eat their bodies; wanna eat their bodies!

She saw us coming, figured out at us mumbling

Lips rolled backwards and the smiles came tumbling

I was wise to her wiles and I took it in stride

The party was parted when some eyes were applied

But they didn’t really care; they came to get lost

Omnipresent like a bloody finger soaking in a pot

I’m rot, it’s hot, you got a fauxhawk, it’s not

Crashing into bodies like some water smashing on the rocks

We beat the truth in her pretty head

They a;; heard the news and they fucking fled

A fat bartender asked us why we did it

“Well we had a problem and we’re fucking dead!”