unmaking the monster
cells split and fireworks open in my veins
can you remove the rot
without taking the tree
does wishing it away
make the monster well
lipstick on a pig
swine with perfume
idiosyncrasies haunt my house
and I dont deny them the chance
to dance with me
dance of death, dancing to a watery grave
if she saw me now
I wonder if she'd dance with me
soft hands and innocent eyes
she lets go and hopes I can swim











