ß Through an Eye.
Through an Eye.

Brittany, 21. Nashville.

16. April 2014

Like rusted bolts and broken chains
The skin of scars and dents in bones
The alignment of joints
The dismemberment of homes

You fool me now
A monster drenched in gold
Your knuckles clenched
The grin of a thousand angels

Deceiving the connections
Between your nerves
And the matter behind your eyes

The water meets my knees
I wade no more
Being swallowed
By the Black Sea of your tongue

Carry me out
Where I belong