It never hurt this much before,
And I feel Im courting Saturn.
The Twelve-Eyed Secret gazes through a prism,
Staring into raindrops swirling slow
It lifts its horrible heads
With lidless orbs of limitless vision.
I dream with fluid movements in a lake
The ripples cast from skipping stones
We speak below a gushing mind,
Crouching in a corner, hid behind a box
Full of Worms and stalking shadows.
Magnetism draws me to a cone of space
I sift still through hours of its plasma,
Biding time until the clocks collapse.
Music shattered my spine on the steps outside
I cannot move my liquid breathing
Is sculpted with this binding gel.
But come, my love, and rescue me
From failure.
Cover me with an opium sheet,
Embrace me with gossamer
Kiss the moonstones from my eyes
And brush the cobwebs from my bones.
It all sings beautifully
With all your strength believe this.
But I know you cant understand
Why I threw myself from the glass again.