leak

fake, artificial like the tracks in your hair
whatever, you know I don't care.

the sky is pregnant with anticipation
you cower in fear
clutch at the silence
blood and thunder
torn asunder
you will not last the night
rivers run red
the wrath of yahweh
he sheds no tear for you
lightning splintered pitch
illuminating overcast

8 days.

chewing my stiches, bled for days
lick your gaping wound in praise.
she's very confused
sugar will only make it worse
sleep comes easily now
from my furrowed brow
it has been all along

you're just a pale imitation
too bored with abdication
to not let you pretend.
i'll be bored before
it plays itself out
I'll leave you in poor taste
like the bad taste you left in my mouth

stay golden, pony girl.

sun soaked skin, i scratch and itch
summer casting everything in gold
but you lose your luster quickly, dearest
the air is dry; this town stagnant
an avalanche across your freckles
covering dots I care not to connect
I want no part of this.
you're pregnant with dreams
and gave birth to my disgust

araneafemina

so this is what it became
leaving only scabs and stains
same old story, familiar song
something better came along
like so many other flies
caught up in your web of lies
i've succumb to your trap
corpus ego under wraps

aranea femina
seduction sublimina
araneafemina

So this is what it became
Carrying your scars and strains
brand new story, virgin song
you can read and sing along
fly away where you're not welcome
freedom from your amo letum