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