Tangible Heart

fuck all this fake shit
it's easy, it's too easy
I'm floating outside
to the streets so unguarded
and bearing my bones
to the curled brass and breezes
I'm edging so close to the sweat on her skin
the weight of her thinking is palpable, edible
i feel it sinking in
to my body
to the depths of my ear
where it's stupid and wonderful
quiet like fear
i feel my head caving in
into the warm arms of sin
so cut through the crap with your fin
and release me
through the open doors
of your tangible heart
fuck all this fake shit
just switch off and take it
from me, from her hands
from her green shaking body
is rushing straight forward
as she's riding in
on the free-forming missile
of sugar and peanuts
history's bliss to me
every piece of this bygone belief
is the syrup I'm breathing
in midwife collisions
fainting in alleys
with pending decisions
so lovely and simple to me
i feel my head caving in
into the warm arms of sin
so cut through the crap with your fin
and release me
through the open doors
of your tangible heart
silently dropping the pin
peacefully sleeping in bins
braiding the hair of your kin will release me
through the open doors
of your tangible heart