1400

I’m seeing the

sand give way

pour

pour

pour

I’m seeing the

sand give way

by Ana’s skyward

sword

(umbrella)

by the royal blue

shovel and salmon colored

bucket

the ground is talking

give it all

to me

honey

the ground is talking

let me take it all

honey

you don’t know me

in black sunglasses

but I’ve kept my body

just right

and I slink

lie myself down

touch

the waterfall

that sound

that’s just the fish

saying stop

hearty dish

why is your mouth so

your eyes so wide

I’ve got two heads

saying no need to love me

baby

I lost track of the apocalypse

watching your hips

and take that to the bank

while I can move

I seduced the wrong

sinkhole

and I’ve got nothing

but serious faces

sequins and laces

train of thought

only works when you

can hang onto the

train of thought

I’m not trying to make love to me

there’s not enough time

not in a hundred

hundred

years

oh

oh

oh

look down here

found me priests and

castles

sand in my mouth

whistle on my lips

wish you could see

the way I move now

I’m alright now

moving now

wish I could clean

the salt out my eyes

trying to write a sexy line

like

“I miss the taste

of your molars ripping

through my - “

wait

sorry

I

like

“I miss the way

your ribs open up

and your heart says

thanks for the synonym

my hearty cinnamon

while I grind myself in”

hell

that’s right