ROMANTIC ABDUCTION'S

Inside this white hall i wander
wondering with each saint ive collected
inside this diamond hard with lovers scold
crisp with the memorys soul
protected projected project
personal person unable to venture
useless beyond a veil of borrowed control
you read words stained
bled on fingertip forged in years
removed by ghostly action
as we tell and vote into small electronic voices

beaten into flesh and policed road
the poison runs as a rivers forgotten stream
horizons die at every corners injected blame
no more telephone rescue calls
as this dream is all thats forgiving me

inside i dance with the one legged rogues
and we drink till 5am argues that a day begins
darling ive brought the spade
the one thats made of silver and soul
could i drench myself in a field swollen
by a bellys folded crease

inside ive saved that small piece
of advice i recieved from talking to the dead

inside im seated on a rusty crown
sold by the knave whos mirror rejected the clowm

hmmmmmm
inside