I want a heart, mean and rusted: pumping pistons covered in chrome
Iron teeth fit for biting at the ankles of a home
I want a map to the graveyard and an arrow in my spine
A heavy coat made from matches & tender fingers to close my eyes
Hello, exploding emptiness
I caught your kiss with my brittle fist
Hello
I have no secrets, no belongings: there is no question I have denied
I want a spectre, prim & shallow, behind the curtain & in the sky
I want a soul without limit bursting forth from my sunken chest
Ultraviolet lights from those bleeding rings & both my arms bent to the west
I am disgusted, horned & angry: re-envision this changing place
Veil your features, cut your losses, pull your strings, constrict the lace
And in the moment when you think you're spitting fire
Your tongue will tire