AbstruseMalevolence

Equidae; steal me home.  Mountains grow like finger nails, And your legs are Weak. I'll wear the bridle, You bite at the stars. Between you, me and the constellations No yoke could keep us        apart. So gallop, but glide. Linger and hide. You're frothing and I'm lynched. ..Equidae.

 She said, "Write a song and make me fall in love with you." I said,"I'm not such a linguist and those words are endless." She said, "You've traveled the earth's heartstrings and you grow weak in my aorta?" I laughed. She said, "How could you deny it" I said, "It's your tear ducts I rest in." She cried. I said, "My fingers shatter on piano keys." She said, "Your fingers belong elsewhere." And there they'd linger. I said, "Guitar strings make messes of fingertips, and they'd feel cold upon your skin." She said, "Then I'd become ice under yours." So I sang, I'm tangled by your shredded dress, Your cracked red nails, and heaving c

I know now it was a bad idea.  They kept you covered until you were ashes, wouldn't share a single inch of you.  I picked you out, I made you trust me, but they poured the gasoline and told me to get out of the way. No one wanted to be a bigger part of your life than I, but I could just watch as the flames made canvas of your body.  You knew it wasn't fatal, I told you it hurts only if you asked it to,  still, I comforted you in all your lack of color. Though now, when you force your feet to the ground and your knees apart , you tell me your glad I wasn't a part of you... but thank me for making you a part of them.  And I burn.

Stripping the shame from the witless, I can barely sneak past the whites of your eyes, Over the embedded glass-planes on your tongue, Down the plastered sands of your torso. Chewing filtered cigarettes, You perspire, Inflating your diaphragm Rejecting the filth from your pores Exhaling guilt and flinching at the lack of good-byes. Telling me to keep the calls early Programmed and variant, But I'm laced and catatonic. And whispers can yet be sensual. So, I'll whisper, "You should probably put your clothes back on."