Friday, March 25, 2011

Straightjacket Thighs

There are holes where my eyes should be
But I still see what I shouldn't
These ears are closing in
But I still hear the echo
Controlling, binding, can't let go, can't break free
Searing, stabbing, arms are stretching out to choke you

Falling into a blank page
Invisible lines
Staring into murderous eyes
Straightjacket thighs

Sick caramel delight ruined me
My size 10 shoes, clean as ever
Walk away, your hair don't scare me
This frying pan of delight keeps waiting
My body's melting, drifting, dripping
Light never dims, night never turns

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