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I'm fucked

On a steady spiral

Straight

Unto

Where

Only God knows

I run

I'm chased

By you 

So I go

Back and forth

Straight

Into your arms

To Love

To Live

Again

Those two words 

Synonymous 

With you

Keep mixing

That concoction

We're so close

Every time closer 

To perfection

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You want to take everything

We ever created

Tear it down 

Throw it

Away

I say 

Who the fuck   
Do you think

You 

Are

Coming in here

Strutting your shit

I don't know what

You think you know

Your swagger ain't 

Got shit

On us

We're the untouchables

So you're welcome 

To stay

Know your place

Bitch

I'm mother fucking 

Top Shelf

Around here

We are One

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So it the time of night
When I start to think
About the things
That are so easily avoided
During the light of day

It's okay 

To wonder why
People don't want to
Be known or to really
Know me
Either

It's work

To take a position 
Posture yourself 
In such a way that 
Only the parts you want
Are seen

Everything worthwhile
Is carefully shaded 
In the cloak 
Of what shadows
All that deserves love

Rules tell us how to behave 
So we follow them
Into a path of loneliness
I've never been one to obey
So I wonder

Where is the freedom in that? 

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I can sell, so...
You've sold out
For me
So long ago

Sweating
Wild
Words rush through me

Proprietary mix of oils and pheromones
Sweating - working it all out
Nothing to wipe away

Tears and sweat
Bare hands
Scarred with my own dirt

Deep sighs
Release
Surges, tachycardia
What is that? Fear?

I don't feel creative
Anymore- So
I cut my hair

I'll court you all over
Again

Being high
Words get me
Like teeth around my clavicle

Breathy whispers in my ear
Where they come from?
I don't know
It's too deep
To tell

My name whispering on your lips
Welted from your beard
On my chest and neck

I'm wrecked

Coffee jitters
Break me up

Hiding
I'm invisible
A gone girl

This time of my month
Everything is erotic
Chaotic

So I say to you
I'm coming
I'm coming... Home

Bass booms
Do you feel it?

If I were to admit I have needs
Open that giant chasm...

Don't worry
You're pretty
Little
Head

I no longer need to be fed
I'm quite able, oh so very capable
To feed myself
Everything I need

Lady in waiting
I'm seeking that something good
That life changer
The epiphany - a revelation
A rebel nation

I'm in it
I AM it.