inchworm

Stroke the inchworm on my finger
Soft & fleshy to the touch
Watched his body concave inwards
& now i'm holding all his guts

They're only hands
They're only hands
They're only hands
How do I break everything I touch?
If i could snap my pinkie finger
As easy as a carrot
Than how could it be
The weapon of a killer?

Chartreuse sludge drapes down my finger
Is that the colour of your blood?
How many nerves could such a tiny body hold?
Was i the last thing that you saw?

They're just my hands
They're just my hands
They're just my hands
How do I break everything I touch?
If i could snap my pinkie finger
As easy as a carrot
Than how could it be
The weapon of a killer
I carry you with me
Inside the ridges in the cloth of my corduroys
On my thighs



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