Gasoline

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

This is how it feels

BURNING