What do they want from me
All the things I don’t want to
give
Leave me the fuck alone
You don’t want person
you want woman
You don’t want art
you want your greedy satisfaction
You smother you on me
and I cant breathe or swallow
You force your sweetness on me
Your slippery groping as if I
was the last women on earth
I look to the sky and ask
sweet Jesus what is this?
What dirty misconceiving
Looking for me in all the wrong spaces
Trapped in the searchings
They strap me in and suck me dry
They paste themselves like the honey bee
on an unwanting hive of possibilities
My sore tired limbs and heavy
eyes
My stupid healing me
Douse my soul in gasoline, set
it alight
This is how it feels
Burning
What have I done?
Created devils and masters of deceit
Chaos ensues
And I dance with its charm
Roll around in the dirty mud of it
A pig in the dirt full of glee
But ready for the slaughter
Take hold of another day and cover it with slime
Slip and slide
What have I created?
A circle of filth
A stench unwarranted
Douse my soul in gasoline and burn out my need
Not mine to have and I take it
anyway
Its rough edges serate my skin
Stuff it with a cloth doused in
gasoline
Shove it in hard
Set it alight
This is how it feels
Burning
Not mine to have and I take it anyway
I squander my prize
And under the moon I am reminded of the guilt and the shame
And my screaming, heaving soul screaming
Douse my soul in gasoline
set it alight
set it alight
This is how it feels
BURNING
