your hand in mine

and i would be your every time

and i would be your whenever you want

and for mixture of sand and rubies

i would dance rip drunk rills instead

and how i could bury deep down

and not let me breathe so that you could be

in so perverse and misunderstood

dream of what might be

oh old friend, dearest jealousy

how you flirt and haunt me

showing me your thighs your breasts

a devil's taste to death

how you never seem to change

and how i always come at your beckon

like some fucking stupid timid sheep

without a chance

sick to the guts

as you rip

my fucking heart out again

and i would be your every time

and i would be your whenever you want

and the thing about it is

it's all i aspire to be

this same stupid fucking weak pathetic

fool

who lies down and takes it

because

and then a pause

don't take it

fight

you may beat

and bludgeon

and cudgel

and rape me

but i will not be quiet

or silent

inside

i resist

with surrender

and i would be your every time

every single time

your always

your close as thought

your near as breath

your embrace's embrace

your emissary

your slave

your salve

your, mine

never have i ever

never have i ever

and here i go again

falling through walls and stalls

weightless

enchanted

i'm sure

i'm not sure

i am a rocket ship

i am the astronaut and fuel

and i am not gone