She lifts a smile with her eyes
Pale blue, ice blue synchronized
Lies in a dry molecular stream
Free from distance liquid screams
Words that flow
Words that poke and sting
Lash out into the silence
Climb into the unbelieving breaking point to faith
And denial
Electric
Eccentric
Taste the bitter steel ambition
Music that flows through veins
Your beautiful atrocity
Sting a little towards the end of the tunnel
Fluorescent descending like poison
I am
A lonely cry beside my empty bed
Lead or morals
Sucking in false to be free
Chemical daydream
Straightened strands
Cells of experience
Experiments become complete in the mind
A reaction to the greater lie
This rips through your skin
Through your pores
A poison too enlightening to ignore
Too knowing to learn anything more
Pieces break
Shape shift
A puzzle so hard to put together again
Power surges pump up my mind
Words that flow
Words that sting
Lash out into the silence
Climb to a breaking point
Electric
Eccentric
Taste the steel ambition
Taste the music in your veins
Taste the life
Taste my games
© 2006 bazil zerinsky (verablue)
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