Sunday, May 31, 2009

passion pit

a) you told me I was beautiful
but you would not fuck me

b)you told I me was beautiful
but I would never fuck you

c) you told me I was beautiful
and you'd stay by my side
but where is the accomplishment in that?

passion pressure
for the heels
passion pressure
for the holes

passion pressure
for the spots
in the field
that won't grow

passion pressure
for the real
passion pressure
for the roles

passion pressure
for the pits
in the field
that won't grow

you are so high
you are so warm
will you tongue kiss
me on my wax wings?
this morning my mirror intoned
no mouth would ever want me

I will taste the gum
off the bottom of this diamond
I been trying
so hard to catch a light
to heat these dumpy palms
burn through me
leave me gray
but lord, please touch me
trust me
I will swallow whatever ash you leak to me

I will have you under my hands
you will be framed within my fingers
and though the position will not linger
the prints of it stay
long after you haven't

I'm just a human.
I'm only human.
lift me/fill me for a moment.
give me something that I didn't have
in my room this afternoon
swoon these fragile teeth
sinking into your hip

I'll make a crown from your saliva
and until the moment of
evaporation in daylight
I'll mean mug straight in my reflection
hazed, and dripping in bruise
like "who the fuck you talking to?"

passion pressure
for the heal
passion pressure
for the whole

passion pressure
for the spots
in the field
that won't grow

passion pressure
for the reels
passion pressure
for the rolls

passion pressure
for the pits
in the field
that won't grow

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