Crimson Heart Replica

i hadnt had words for days. two weeks to be exact
id saunter around with no direction
writing over and over about how im such a
complexed but exquisite lover
it had all been done before
the empty match box proved the night before to be quite eventful
i had the usual and the structure was sinking
and all nonchalant moments where i lacked the courage
had gone down with the same pride i claimed to back down from
i spewed the smell of tequila from the outer regions of my skin
pores pouring out this acidic taste of alcohol and lemonade
almonds serve as a great snack for the munchies
after a night of staring into each others arms not eyes
the eyes tell too many secrets
so id rather close them when i kiss u
as im sure u saw me falling and fell right by my side
i hadnt done anything but share myself
even the battered parts black and blue from the beatings
the beatings served medium well by the master chef. . . myself
and all the fragrance lining the cloth that would be soon ripped to shreds
gave my lap dog stance a valid reasoning
a passive waltz we do every night
i shudder at the thought of this coming to a hault
so we gathered all our instruments
and crammed our bodies into our space crafts
never mind the pins n needles in my legs
HOWS MY FOOKIN GEETAR MAAAHN?!
she shuffles around conspiring treacherous deeds
against the majority driven social damage
that would test the might of our alien perspectives
this is our terrain
our hovercrafts have surveyed this land
before even the time of cave dwelling men
and their subserviant hairy women
with our bright bulby eyes and our laser beam guitar stun ray guns in hand
we showed vigilance thru adversity
foolish humanoids wouldnt know enlightenment
if it gouged their eyes out with lasers
emitting the same measure of heat as the sun
they wouldnt see a falling star if it fell right on their heads
so we got back in our space ships
and we put the saftey on on our laser ray guitars.....
pressed skin against skin that thins the mind and takes its time to rot
it
out in fusion with this bittersweet constant harping on faster things slower movements pulling closer to the doom that reaks and leaks its ooze all
over
the room violent beauty sutures blood stained and used cruising
altitudes of
gravity that lack the truth of misunderstandings handing the talent to
the
devil and saying make me wat u can......
Symbiotic.cosmic alcoholic.personification to the sonic.sonic sounds baboom thru vomit.im on it.dammit.blast away from this planet.this mass.ceramic decay.throw it away.but don’t panic.my skin is static.and thin and vapid.insipid controversy.lord have mercy.im so thirsty.choking hurting throat and larynx.thanks for the promotion.from loathed to fathomed.wondered how.wondered why.pondered dry thoughts,day and night.digging deep till u wet the soil.work and toil.feed the spoiled.antibiotic.antiseptic.neglected.rejected.from the wound im spilling.defected prune of existence.i am u.i am instinct.i am proof to the wicked.
replica....replica replica....skeptical?
black eyeliner runs and looks like black tears
but its all about the craving
the savouring of the smoke
the fire
the blazing
the inferno is merciless
cursin us to the gods and the devils and the saints
with blasphemous complaints
i am not a crook
i am just a girl
and a woman ever changing
eva growin
knowin nothin but what i feel
and what i feel cant be wrong
and all this time to myself i thought
hmmmmmmmmm
just a fragment
just a speck
just a notion
just a decently exposed version of what i used to preach to myself each and
every night
a loose lipped complication
hmmmmmm
suddenly im partial to the fact that i am my own person
and all u can say is i am wrong
but what i feel cannot be wrong
and what i feel is all i know
so show me a better way and i'll show u the door
cuz nobody knows better than i know
that this is what i was made for..........
i watched you wither
and as your petals fell to the floor i stretched out my hands to catch atleast one
i watched as your leaves,parched and dry
attempted to steer towards the slightest bit of light
i leaned over you to gather one last scent
i watched as u lost ur beauty,slowly u became a weed like all the rest
pretty flower.....im sorry i didnt water you as much as i should
maybe i should have made you perch by my window
instead u were placed in a corner
in ur own shadow u dwelled
i watched as even the soil you grew from disowned ur very roots
pretty flower......amazing still with dried wrinkled petals and lifeless stems.