Fill your Breath: Feel a Fool

lilting vocabulary
lift up the night
swinging round silence
and stuck out of sight

soothing these memories
all spoken before
bringing down notepads
surrounding the floor

silky ass stockings
slip off of my thighs
winter whispers of those
chill clinging eyes

stalking this body
i drift so free
i separate my soul
still one with me

movement masks rhythm
pas de trois
one two five
pulsating the aching
knowledge of feeling alive

to be oh so empty
and feel ever so full
fuck, this is your heaven
and losers seek fools

i must follow your breath
white frost hits my air
meeting these eyes
of your wealthy sin's stare

oh you, oh so empty
i be so full
sick of love seeking destruction
so eternally cool
adoring envying outrage
lust falling for school

pretty words race my heartbeat
lest this poor pragmatic sop
move forth, back then forward
damn it - say STOP

sweetly words strung by sentences
fraudulent ring true
fire fighting emotion
they're laughing at you

say, why so empty?
man, how are you full?
with nothing but the words
who serve you up
like a fool.