name in your mouth that isn’t mine does her name taste sweeter is it divine we’re off center we just don’t align it’s easier to get dirty than it is to get clean sweet dream i hope that one day you meet her trance queen when you meet him make it purr his favorite unreality girl awake now it seems he hates the routines he wants back in his imaginary themes

bright white lights strange sounds come from your mouth your eyes beg me to understand your face looks like a distant memory like the parking lot at the beach understanding just beyond reach reason floating through the door my breathing is slow
colors i’ve never seen before shift swiftly in the corner of my vision bright white lights it all hurts my eyes its blinding i feel the pain in my throat it’s burning i get scared that i might know what it is before i even look like when i ate candy just before the dentist so he would be disgusted by my sticky teeth i put on my mood ring and the colors all swirled room temperature mood soup i feel sick because they want to change me and i agree i think i’m all bad i think there’s nothing good i think i need to change but i just keep being the same and no matter how far i disassociate no matter how far i float into that empty space i’m still there with me

backing in to the corner meat in the teeth of the gator nothing soothes me, my soul is a crator my chest hurts deep heart between his swampy teeth and when i start to bleed im proud to feed the trees backing in to the corner meat in the teeth of the gator this is the punishment i deserve from my creator this is what i sowed this is what i reap he pulls me underneath where the wet roots started from seeds in the belly of the swap in the belly of the gator im glad to see mother nature i proud of what i gave her