Cinnamon and Cherries
Oh there is something moving
Underneath my skin
There is something very alive
That shouldn't be within me
why
Oh rush my house so much there you won't ever see
Please haul it away, the chain, the rubber, oil and latex
Sell it to the mobs, pay for the dragon- what's that blue glow
That blue light seeping out from under your door? Why
Such a sad drive such a sad stretch of highway Such a sad walk from wall to wall take more than A long road to lose sight of you
More than blinding head lights
Until I can't see your skin--
Cinnamon and cherries
why