Freedom!

I look at you and I cry “Freedom!”
Then slide inside my gilded cave.
Let me sleep here, let me have peace,
Don't drag me out into the night.

No symbolism

There is no symbolism.

No superstition.

There's just raw flesh
Beneath torn skin.

Make me a shield from the fors and the whys

Just like a maniac, can't stop the letters:
They flounder and fall, heavy rain of disguise.
Drape me in similes to weaken my senses,
Make me a shield from the fors and the whys.

I do not feel it, let it go

Some stuff I write to fill the page,
just like in class I used the right words
to make it flow, to give it rhythm.
I do not feel it, let it go.

Forever amiss

You're in that number of forever amiss
Plenty to digest and no fewer to kiss

Run through them all with a head full of pause
Don't let them leave till they're stuck in your claws

Measure what's right, slide to your left,
Never desist, leave yourself all bereft.

Picture of me

I'm getting slimmer, honey. See?
Until you're left with nothing
But a picture of me.