Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Rescue

Purity is my poison
The unforgiving potion
One sip and you're doomed

Trust me, baby
I'm no good

Rue the day 
You had a taste
A bittersweet concoction  

Trust me, babe
I'm rotten 

A slap in the face
A kick to the gut
Silence the rebel and eviscerate the id 

Trust me, baby
You don't want me

Fallen victim to the pageant
Spectacle is trumped
The cast is one and the winner none

Trust me, baby
I'm no good

Alas, the moon blue generates a rare confession 
Notice a tear in my web- Take to it while you can 
And I'll look away
Glom onto the silk, thy glistening savior 
And see yourself away

The spared sparrow 
Who lives to die 
Is born to live

Go now, and let me be
Trust me