I Think I Thought Of Thinking.

I want to fuck the meat from your bones.
I want to grab all the air you need and throw it far from your throat.
I want to.
I want too much.


Is there anyone out there listening?
If there's anyone out there listening, listen in.
I'll not scream these words, I will curse you whispering.


Because it's strange how you have all the time in the world for someone half a world away.
And even though I am right here you don't have one word for me.

This is all in vain, but this could never compare to your vanity.


Sleep tight, tight rope walker.
Don't let me rock your world.

You say you're no good at falling in love. I hear seven voices that are begging to differ.
Seven voices that could draw every inch of your body, that could colour it with their tongues.
It's the lie. It's the lie.
Don't step inside my circles.
No don't you try.

Stand still, slack rope walker.
Fall. Cities don't sleep but tonight I will.