Unknown secret place, I know your name
In one foul swoop the meaning is lost again
No desire to remain, no confidence, thoughts
To allocate a finesse with the touch of hate
My interest wanes against this laced skin fuck
His pose is held like a nightmare in psychosis, her poise and grace holds him still. In the embrace of her safety, the deep storm within him begins churning like a river, with fire sparks and dangerous gaps pushed through. Spitting, hissing, breathing in a boiling irritated mood.
Moving despite the obvious flawed gait, disposed deference, incomplete hidden faces. Dreams decay, denied, solidification bound to state. An aggravating array of beliefs eating at surface barriers. Boiling under skin, an itching growing hate.
Insects all over this male appearance, predetermined, called socially gay. Anguishing, dissembling, disillusioned. Fighting to find a way, seeking to fit in this sick hierarchy, playing, emitting the same song, no longer do I relate.
Like from out of a dream you spiralled into my reality
Crashing against the walls inside my reason cage
You brought my mind down to the softest core
Held me safe when I did not know how to talk
While you were looking away, colours coalesced into small shapes. Secreted close within my space, black veiled lace. Covered under night skies dreaming again.
While you were looking away. The small shape burnt against my heart like a stone. Secreted close enough to turn away from me. The love I had come to know.
While you were looking away. I was in wonder with many thoughts churning within me. That you nailed my mind to the floor. With your words like light beacons daring to call me in from the storm.
This rumor going through full coma
Distilled low down on the fantasy rhythm
Same creep status moving to slide against
The shifting places from lens headaches
Seeking cups of changing shadow names
Pushed layers lost by slipping channels
Known today these perfect broken songs
My mind found another way to cut along
Perturbed, a sour distaste
Words left cut off from your mouth
Hanging there, in silence mocking
Defiant embarrassment, frozen
Like a phobic insidious stare
Thrown in my direction
Insinuation without mind
Pushing back down
Hurt this time
No one is allowed in here
Like maggots crawling in me
Little screwed up pieces of stink
Sinking under and pushing me
Down like a broken plastic doll
Heart is aching turning ice cold
Voices whisper left my mouth, no face I shall turn
Broken parts mask painful memory. In silence chained
Seeping cold emissary, little bird of distance, shivers
Slipping, cruel, running down a dangerous edge
Learning to crawl hurt in a social ditch, staining, changing
