The devil was beating his wife
Her world was full of strife
So she fell in love with a man
Corrupted by her own hand
She dragged him down to hell
Told him he was an angel
Then the devil clipped his wings
Told him he’d live like a king
As long as he did his bidding
Lilith was quite upset
Over the betrayal of her pet
She gobbled him up in one bite
And was overrun with blight
The Devil then cast her aside
And when the tears fell from her eyes
The sun shone brightly over wet skies
The temperature rose
Water on the horizon
Flooding, it carried us down
Through the dunes
Feeling doomed
We neared the end
So we sat down
Upon your chin
And sank into the sand
Until you swept us away
With your pruned hand
Kurt once said,
A canary in a coal mine,
The most sensitive
Is the first to die
We fly blindly in the night
Our emotions telling us what’s right
When it’s time to fight
I’ll give myself over as a sacrifice
I saw the old me
They all want to know me
The best dressed
Just cuz I’m going to a movie
It moves me
To know that you think I look good
With the small talk
Always the small thoughts
Bigger ideas never used
OMGee
Take a selfie
Does this life look good to you?
I saw it on the TV
What happened to me?
I was real once too
You’re so beautiful
You could have any man
I opened my mouth
And they all ran
A fountain of knowledge
A rock of truth
I shuttered at your touch
Within that booth
You spoke of something
I hadn’t heard before
So I went home and banged my head on the floor
Because I knew nothing
And didn’t deserve much more
A leech,
A finger on your head
Ready to be pinched
How do you go to bed?
Sucking,
Until your face turns blue
Emptying pockets
Can’t hide from the truth
While you’re carousing,
We’re browsing
We’ll out you too
“Just one more night.”
“No! I know myself. You have cupid’s face and medusa’s eyes. Your touch is like poison ivy that I’d gladly die from. This night would last me a lifetime. I beg of you; don’t damn me to that deja vu.”
I swallowed my words
Loss touch with my verbs
Tears tasted of failure
I had lost my allure
I was wrong all along
Doubt,
Encroached on my home
My inner thoughts
A honeycomb
Powder
Through a straw
Or on the ground
Rats,
That’s where
We’ll be found
Paper on the streets
Trash in your pockets
Vegan tendencies
Until it’s off topic
Squashed
Like a bug
You held my hair
Manic feet
Nobody stared
I came here
Unprepared
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