You brought me a prophecy, deep dark and dirty
But didn’t know what it was you had brought to me
There’s shit in the well, I draw from this morning
I couldn’t get sleep ‘cause it came with a warning.
For you and your ideas, sin soaked sensitivities,
Stuck to my hip, desirous and clammy.
With the memory of sex, or hope for another,
Moment that won’t feel so lost.
You found revelation; you found it too easy,
Not knowing that only abstraction holds beauty.
For the gaps in the light, for the stillness in moving,
The smell of your sweat as you’re coming close to me.
And I wait for insight, in nakedness shown,
For the things you’re afraid to pretend you don’t know.
But that stick to your sight, when I look past your eyes,
For a moment when you seemed alive.
Now there’s a tenderness, now there’s an ache,
As we lay on the bed to perform and to play.
Our parts in this past, that lingers then fades,
When the newness we strive for’s just words rearranged.
Into names on our bodies, blood on our skin,
Eyes that have watched us destroy what’s within.
For a tickle or taste, or the sweet scent of shame,
That slips from our bodies then lives.
You brought me a prophecy, I must fulfill,
For the lust and the wantonness under our wills.
We hold to the sky, to see right through,
To some other side that’s behind me and you.
And pushes us on, into new forms of pain,
We put on each other ‘til we’re hobbled and lame.
Tried to suck out the poison, but sucked out the life,
Now all of your dreams will come true.
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