Spinning naked-- above the naked me
Stripping alone in whisky flayed rooms
a sobbing mirror conversationÂ
 sitting on sharp razor stairs- i see yesterdays memories trying to escape
lipstick crawls across the words wrongly speltÂ
kissed and overheard
scattered pieces ,numbers,dates, meaningless mistakes
Hades blessed then blamed
each item discarded into the dreaming air
bursting against drowning flame
another lovers body lent but never found
Stripped nakedÂ
hung from a Angels stone breast
i spin in unseen or followed shadow
on the ocean raging floor
piece in peace -Â
i lay asleep watching me spin
King of all the kingsÂ
Queen of every Queen
this torturer ive become
licking everything the normal call obscene
whats left to strip
but this flesh keeping me in
oh how that nagging sagging sin
collected me in a glass empty jar
dripping from my Angel hook
spinning leaving tiny crimson kingdomsÂ
on the naked meÂ
asleep on that bed of stolen crowns
Now nothing is left
just a space where my dream was kept
on the floor naked in a stream of sun
is that other man
me
King of Kings
Queen of Queens
a naked little creature
a naked little me
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