She

Lyrics for She

She's Ms Loves dirt for diamonds Gargles spiders Stops time, then steals lipstick Tonight she'll light one hundred cannons off one cigarette She's fast like snapping gun guts, cold like cellar's bare foot Then: the kind of woman you could love walks in: She circles her Beauty marks with the wet end of a blue pen Staring softly through the high school play props and postcard parts of grown men She knows we jerk off to the daughters of the world She's all that's beautiful and opposite sad music Running through fields, in soft focus towards each other And yet you. You boy you. You boy you She was so black hold. So black hole in a china shop She's Ms Loves dirt for diamonds Gargles spiders Stops time, then steals lipstick Tonight she'll light one hundred cannons off one cigarette She's fast like snapping gun guts, cold like cellar's bare foot Now, she climbs the girth Of one small stone step somewhere Screaming vaginal sabotage in the sun To the purse of loosely pinched flesh Between the pit formed by her upper arm chest and top adjoining There, you were You were boy with all the walls And so she took her sugar elsewhere Whilst you shuffle with enlightment to date She left you for the undertakes and his sensitive side He'd say: Baby morgues are people too And I. And I. And I After all, dear I love you And I. And I. And I Love you; He is so I. I. I love you; He is so When you open your mouth She removes her gloves And the sea pours mighty From her hollowed sleeves Until everything that is solved in Life now begins to float around your socked and soaking ankles Locks of semen Tiny spears of beard Clumps of baby teeth and even A few cut feet of umbilical ribbon Until you shut your eyes to Draw the gloves back onto her Gushing and half finished wrists She brings the deluge Tells you to bring nothing But a rafts rope between your teeth And some poem about yourself