Turns out what I thought was
Lucifer plummeting from above
Smoldering away
Was just an ashtray
These nights stretch so long
Nothing seems to move without you
I recognize these scars
From bedsores, not from whips,
From lying,
Not suffering at all
The wind blows and it uproots the trees
Bodies blow like glitter in a breeze
You can dance or you can try to hide
But I know which way I'd rather die from this
It gets into your eyes
Like the holes in my arms define
How I care for you
I prepare for you
Motionless
