Eyes just like Iodine
could only be my Caroline
eyes just like Iodine
watch over me
my Caroline
I know the way there
take me back down those basement stairs
eyes like iodine
smells like Caroline
take me back down those basement stairs
the longing glance that dragged me there
no one hears
no one can see.
you taste like fear.
your sinking me.
Keep
I was sifting through the rubble of two years beside a grave
the first time I saw your face
Smiling with a calm, amazing grace.
A firm hand on my shoulder and my throat
I'll never find myself again, I'm lost inside your Ghost.
Fear is what I love and know. You taste like sleep, content and deep.
Complacent, in that state complete.
I'll never ask another thing if you can promise me you'll keep.
I'll never ask another question if you'll promise me to keep.
I never want my body back I want to stay
Your love is like a deep grey maze,
And if I'm Alice your the rabbit
with blind curiousity and faith
I'll follow you into that Ghos
In sleep I see your black hole eyes,
A six foot fall into a dragonflies nest,
And scrawny, shady Cleopatra.
The love of your life
is the snake on your chest.
I want to fall into the blood river, mud river
I want a thousand shards of glass inside
my spine.
I want you off my chest while theres still time.
I met with the moon, Diana
she was a six foot dragonfly.
She gave me the dust of Arabia
named me Cleopatra, queen of lies.
She said get the snake off your
breast while theres time.
I choose to cling to my demise
The Love of my rotten apple, soiled mind
Saint of dragonflies.
Long deep death sleep.
Were you nothing more then
a ghost dream?
The feeling in my spine
tells me I am not
remembering.
I count black sheep
trying desperately to offer
you closed eyes.
Hear me, please.
Why can I never dream the
same thing twice?
I can still feel your heavy
breathing
on my thighs.
Hear me, please.
I've lost you to the lucid
lullabies.
My love,
I've lost you to the endless
violet skies.
In this black garden the bats are bleating
The world around me silent sleeping
I hear a thousand hearts stop beating.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
The childhood rhymes were crude, grotesque
The fiends around me all were dressed
for dinner in their Sunday best.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,
In those grim days I still would smile
as inside weeds grew dark and wild
Oh bright and beaming happy child.
All the kings horses and all the kings men,
Now safe inside my moonlit garden
I am far from all these things
Now In the bleak and cold asylum
I have grown my fairy wings.
They couldn't put Humpty together again.
Eyes just like Iodine
could only be my Caroline
eyes just like Iodine
watch over me
my Caroline
I know the way there
take me back down those basement stairs
eyes like iodine
smells like Caroline
take me back down those basement stairs
the longing glance that dragged me there
no one hears
no one can see.
you taste like fear.
your sinking me.
Keep
I was sifting through the rubble of two years beside a grave
the first time I saw your face
Smiling with a calm, amazing grace.
A firm hand on my shoulder and my throat
I'll never find myself again, I'm lost inside your Ghost.
Fear is what I love and know. You taste like sleep, content and deep.
Complacent, in that state complete.
I'll never ask another thing if you can promise me you'll keep.
I'll never ask another question if you'll promise me to keep.
I never want my body back I want to stay
Your love is like a deep grey maze,
And if I'm Alice your the rabbit
with blind curiousity and faith
I'll follow you into that Ghos
In sleep I see your black hole eyes,
A six foot fall into a dragonflies nest,
And scrawny, shady Cleopatra.
The love of your life
is the snake on your chest.
I want to fall into the blood river, mud river
I want a thousand shards of glass inside
my spine.
I want you off my chest while theres still time.
I met with the moon, Diana
she was a six foot dragonfly.
She gave me the dust of Arabia
named me Cleopatra, queen of lies.
She said get the snake off your
breast while theres time.
I choose to cling to my demise
The Love of my rotten apple, soiled mind
Saint of dragonflies.
She wanders through an endless
string of funeral gardens.
Each with ivory open coffins.
She is a student of death,
learning to emulate eternity
with these doll like icy bodies.
She drowned in the silver sea
years ago.
Became a star like shade of emerald in
it's universe of waves.
A grain of salt,
her crystal ball.
She can not decay.
Long deep death sleep.
Were you nothing more then
a ghost dream?
The feeling in my spine
tells me I am not
remembering.
I count black sheep
trying desperately to offer
you closed eyes.
Hear me, please.
Why can I never dream the
same thing twice?
I can still feel your heavy
breathing
on my thighs.
Hear me, please.
I've lost you to the lucid
lullabies.
My love,
I've lost you to the endless
violet skies.
listen:
fall makes me think of leaving and of apple cider, though i never liked apple cider.
but i liked the idea of it.
listen:
two years ago i met a boy as fragile as dead leaves who called me his little spring girl. (i'd always liked autumn the best.) he kissed the two soft dimples on the small of my back and told me helikedme helovedme hewantedme.
and oh, by the way, "everything good must come to an end."
listen:
on our one year anniversary we picked out two pumpkins and i drew elephants on them for us to carve. he cut his out so aggressively that it lost its shape.
lopped off tusks and broken trunks became just a large, jagged ho
My boyfriend asked the left hand right hand question not me, I have my own theories. A few people have been answering me so I decided to tell everyone. Thanks for trying to help though!
Thanks for the reply.
I'm sure as an artist you have made the connection between left handedness and great skill. I am trying to determine if that is because the interest is greatest in those who are left handed or if it is actually because left handed people are naturally greater skilled, in the arts.