you know that i know
that what i asked of you
is not in the cards
in this life or any other
but none of us has been keen enough
to say as much
as the words sneaked out of my mouth and ink
i saw them as truth
as i always do
and you saw them as an opportunity
just like so many others
and you passed it on by
leaving those letters hanging on a wire
letting those ideas dissolve into the ether
where the molecules are now polarized
stored in the presence of air
ethers form explosive peroxides
here now i stand and watch them go off
while you sit and stew in alkaline water
the shrapnel may be invisible to the eye
but i can feel it in my skin
and here we are again
right back over
where we began
i am anew
and you are still you
skin is still skin
our feet wrapped in sin.
i am anew
and you are still you
skin is still skin
our feet wrapped in sin.
