What I need is a kindred heartbeat
To console me in my fear
That because I'm in a tomb I'm dead
Contained within gothic architecture
I yearn for a letter
A visit or presence
Inside I'm feeling like Hannibal
A psychological cannibal
Can you fathom
The radical anatomy of this animal
Sure I smile but that's
Because my pain would upset you
I'm sure you smile
Because it would depress you
If I did not care, reflect or respond
Could you sacrifice your heart
Like an inanimate pawn
And how could you hear it beat at all
From the outside looking in
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