My stomach rolls like these pulsing waves Fractions of bark pull up my fingernails And this drumming (This goddamn drumming) Threatens to crack my skull and spill my secrets Lily white and shivering like a tree I’m storing bruises beneath my eyes Can’t you see them sparkle? Your minor notes haunt me, These piano keys that play themselves will swallow me up, Bathed in wonder and despair, When my soul lifts and I feel like crying Feel like dying Feel my heart seize and stop - bile rise in my throat, Because of your sickening poignancy Your sickening nostalgia, And for something I have never even known. Drown me in this music, Hold my head down while I thrash and pull at your trousers, Make me into something, Or burn me up in incandescent arpeggios, Kill me when I’m here And miss me when I go Are these the final notes of a song that send Wolves running for the moon Baying for one last chorus, The blaze of a lightbulb when it breaks, Is enough to make you shriek, shriek, shriek Sing for me in all your fury, Tell me your tragedy, and I’ll return the favour with lumps of graveyard dirt I bring a fester of ghosts to pin on everyone I love, When I run out I find more.
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