Angel Butter - Deca

Do you know what it’s like

When your toys and clothes

Your books and games are lost forever

Burnt by hungry flames?

Touch, Bend

Break, Mend

She could make the flowers grow

Part clouds, wish away the blues

The whole world moves at a different pace than you

Vexed

With 29 years to reassess

Locked in the complex

Dance with the demoness

Listen

You were younger once

Driven like they are now

The world grew teeth

The sky filled with dark clouds

You pulled your heart out and placed it on a scale

For the Ancient of Days to play judge beyond the veil

You were prodigal

Recluse

Vagabond

vert

Bottom feeder, hedonist

World at your finger tips

Dope fiend pusher man

Half man, half amazed

Sky high

Lounging backstage at the masquerade

You wore bravado like chain-mail

Rain fell

City confines became Hell

Train rails stimulate brain cells

To lionize the meek

Young Jezebel’s sucking off the time release

Keep it moving

The muses avoid my phone calls

(you have one new message)

Yes they do

You don’t love me anymore

What happened to me and you?

I can’t extract you from my brain

Thank you, thank you

I know a girl that’s got eyes like gems

Touch, Bend

Break, Mend

Sometimes we get lost in abstraction

Exhale the half in these dreams and breath them back in

You want to follow foot steps and gain traction

You want words to become flesh then take action

Anyway you want it

You can make it happen

Exhale the half in these dreams and breath them back in

Kings, Queens, Supreme Beings, and Seedlings

All grow jaded from dog bites and bee stings

My skull’s host to God’s demons and ghost

Remote regions I must not even approach

I search

Bang my head against the wall 'til it bleeds

I take heed

I try to follow her lead

And come to terms with the dual nature of my own mind

Thoughts that grow wings are like canaries in a coal mine

The muses avoid my phone calls

(you have one new message)

Yes they do

You don’t love me anymore

What happened to me and you?

I can’t extract you from my brain

She’s got eyes like gems

Touch, bend

Break, mend

I created for myself a creature to tell of a time by

And on the lawns of her tongue

Flowers grew

Sweet scented words

Fell out her mouth

With living birds humming

Alien inside my head

The green love that grew there yesterday

Was dead