levitation
crawling underground while
everything is bound on me
and I'm bound within
all I've done is tight enmeshed around
no need for a résumé
the die is cast
there would be no time and no lonely days
and another me would take my place
and drown while you stroke its cheek
down in your womb
a child of lie and lust now
freeing itself, watching things
from above, from above
there would be no time and no lonely days
and another me would take my place
and drown while stroke its cheek