March 24th, 2009

The heat is an impenetrable flow through
Your jaded, wild heart.
It's burned away your nerve ends
The only reason for you to ever feel.

Hairy heart will never feel
Hairy heart will never be real
Hairy hearted one I love the most
Hairy hearted one, never got close.

Don't lie to me, I can see through
Those aquamarine eyes
As the tendrils snake up
And wrap around your brain

As the fever spreads you lose feeling
In your finger tips, in your ribcage
And as you fall to the floor you can't feel you're kneeling
In rice grains white against red