Sunday, November 29, 2015

Percussion

Hold the cuffs 
Puff out the secrets 
Fuck all that red lipstick 
 
You say your not the one 
I say I am the sun 
I'm everyone's 
The narcissist cup 
Drink me up 

Who can contain me 
In your room 
In your bed 
Tell me your story 
Can you read mine 
Braille at the end of a journey 

I may be your biggest mistake