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mercury on my tongue

Who put the mercury on my tongue?
Whilst I put the dirt in my eye
Who starts the fires and who fuels the flame?
And who has the right to say why?

Screwed up faces and screwed up places
Existence not living remains
Expecting so much from the people we meet
All hungry for money and fame

Who put the slut on the girls who likes sex?
Who put the dirty in skin?
Why do we label and why do I care?
When all that remains is the sin.

You spit out my name like a worm in your fruit
Belittled, degraded and me
For who is to know that you lie and you squirm?
For you are disgustingly free

I showed you my scars and you tore me apart
You bled me until I was drained
You used me and tossed me and trod on my face
Still the blood and the rips they remained

The names and labels tear deep in my heart
Ripping my body to shreds
You lied and you played and you screwed me around
Fucking about with my head
gemstone blood

Watch the crimson jewelry form,
Upon this floor of fire.
Let your lips curl to a smile,
Your twisted, dark desire

Take it all away from me
Steal them for your own
But one day I shall have them back
And you will be alone

And as the droplets form a pool
You�ll see my smile reflect
The wasted useless taste of lust
A steel heart can�t deflect
forgetting to breathe

Breathe in my heart
Take a sip of my soul
Color me a rainbow
Or so Ive been told

Repay all my debt
With a kiss to your heart
Slicing my fingertips
Deep when we depart

Im down on my knees
And forgetting to breathe
And it?s all because of you

Pull you in closer
Till two merge to one
Tasting your spirit
The warmth of the sun

The depth of your eyes
And the taste of your skin
So close who can tell
Where you end I begin

Im down on my knees
And forgetting to breathe
And its all because of you
beyond the moon

Stretch the twine much tighter
As I walk beyond the moon
Candles glaze the purple sky
Whilst morning comes too soon

Crows stand tall on pedestals
And monkeys praise your style
A pointed steepled skyline
Sits behind us all the while

Fires burn on rooftops
Chimneys smoke and steam
And above the brave horizon
We chase our perfect dream

Pointed hats and sailor suits
Outfits made of stars
Suck delightful dusted gold
With the slightest hint of mars

Jokers sit in shadowed sleep
Heaven draws us near
Cups of tricks and all such things
Whisper in your ear
dependant

Feel the deep sting
Let your lips curl to a smile
And the taste of blood
Mingles with the smell of wine
Its just blood on tears
And blade on skin
And breath on lips
Or so they tell me....
Cool air on fresh wounds
Fixing clothes and hiding blades
Stretching skin and....
Reinforcing
Ragged slices, open raw
Waiting for the red.
Friends in high places
Watching hands and rhythmic movements
White shirts tainted with ruby evidence
Mixing with the clarity.
They laugh and taunt and tease
You are dependant
Off the shoulder shirts
And off the cuff remarks
Revealing freshly spilt essence
And you know that you are dependant
You need the sting and the shine
You need to go, sit in your dark
Make the most of what pulls you through
And it only ever hurts when you see
That you are dependant...
henge poem

She picked a passion fruit from a cloud
To watch the greetings fly
The daisies danced around the elves
And faces never lie

She lay back on the dewy grass
Essential oils brewed
Fairies danced on the point of her shoe
Old friendships were renewed

The scent of laughter filled the air
The tarot cards were turned
Talk of art and song and dance
Left no bridges burned

Pale flesh bared and hearts unarmored
The clear blue purple moon
Beckons to the HengeFolk flitting
The night is over soon.
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