The Wanderer
Kid A
head, like a vacuum
tangled in tongues
bitten and bleeding
between, satori lips
sand slips thru...
electrical soft embrace,
a diamond crush,
of unripe perfection
your loving spoon,
your candy-striped swoon...
distortions sway my veins
they say your fate
and you crumble away
littered in the irony
of a silent night
ruptured birth,
like a bloated faucet
that drips from your mouth
a beach beneath the ocean
layered by your touch
and the symmetry of the sea
and as it parts,
you feel it moisten
with the grip of fresh rain
and life is replenished
tangled in tongues
bitten and bleeding
between, satori lips
sand slips thru...
electrical soft embrace,
a diamond crush,
of unripe perfection
your loving spoon,
your candy-striped swoon...
distortions sway my veins
they say your fate
and you crumble away
littered in the irony
of a silent night
ruptured birth,
like a bloated faucet
that drips from your mouth
a beach beneath the ocean
layered by your touch
and the symmetry of the sea
and as it parts,
you feel it moisten
with the grip of fresh rain
and life is replenished