these words last only so long
and drip from hands stained with humanity, blood, and metal
a curse on your lips is sweeter than yesterdays lies
i swallow them all to make with the feeding of the sharp toothed birds
the prettiest pets a girl could have
a gift of feathers
and razor tongues
and how you did fit in
my toes trapped in mud of languages
as i pull the roots from my hair
and the fire from my coal heart
the meat of me means more to some
the dark grows into fibers of my soul
breaching birthward through my skin
behold the painted lady
the girl who does tricks for you
the girl who knows what love the dictionary can bring
if this is my warning
then cassandra holds my lips closed
stitches them with sinews and
binds my finger down
there is an echo
defiant
a sheet of ice
more under than over and escaping every day
the crevasse shakes and oozes
with dreams of falling into the ocean
and there float in a puddle of freeze
i grow too cold to cry and writhe
steer instead toward the galaxy
chained to my birds and
delivered from your words
and drip from hands stained with humanity, blood, and metal
a curse on your lips is sweeter than yesterdays lies
i swallow them all to make with the feeding of the sharp toothed birds
the prettiest pets a girl could have
a gift of feathers
and razor tongues
and how you did fit in
my toes trapped in mud of languages
as i pull the roots from my hair
and the fire from my coal heart
the meat of me means more to some
the dark grows into fibers of my soul
breaching birthward through my skin
behold the painted lady
the girl who does tricks for you
the girl who knows what love the dictionary can bring
if this is my warning
then cassandra holds my lips closed
stitches them with sinews and
binds my finger down
there is an echo
defiant
a sheet of ice
more under than over and escaping every day
the crevasse shakes and oozes
with dreams of falling into the ocean
and there float in a puddle of freeze
i grow too cold to cry and writhe
steer instead toward the galaxy
chained to my birds and
delivered from your words