Something Other Than the Desperation

Soft break in morning
Daylight morphs and fades
I demand something other than the desperation

God i can still feel the path of your hand
Down my back tracing my spine

Tender eyes and yawning
Split apart my soul
It is only so painful in the letting go

Your wounds are all too caustic
From my nearly claws
I don't remember how they got here

Please let your ghost hang around
In the afternoon
I'll be unmoored nicely
You can find me there

Broken up swirling patterns on the drywall
You took a sip from my drink in the drifting light

I am tied surely to your lips
I reply coldly when morning hits

But when you're tied to my face
And the hustle has cleared
You arrive at something beautiful
My dear

My dear
My idea was to clean your soul in vitro corridor
My dear
My deer antlers eviscerate your skin



Credits
Writer(s): Hazel Woodfall
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