Her name tag says Elena,
but she moves just like she used to.
When I order a drink,
her eyes leave,
the walls recede.
I'm thinking to the fucks a dick I can hardly see.
Stumbling through the woods with the sound of your feet.
Kicking the knees, I find you on your knees.
Staring at a nest of dead cop land herds
under a tree split boulder.
I said, well, you're running like a maniac.
You get the fast book, the wind whips colder.
You *** the cross hanging at your chest.
You got the hands soft at the back of my head
as I'm catching my breath.
You make my inner neighbor bite at off.
Said, preaching for the flock.
You say, smile at the rocks and reclaim.
You spot what God said to me.
Once love has a face,
child,
you can never be free.
Sweetheart,
I can't save you from this true love.
Sad mimes as she's leaning through me.
Sticking poke lines as you're tired in your sleep.
And birthmarks off the coast of the sea change shape and fade.
You're the name of a net,
the faint pink of the dead reef.
Letting my eyes shine with a vibe of you.
I've only seen you.
You say, pie, smile too.
My whiskey splits on Elena's trays.
I try to count the years of the decades I've
aged since I drew her with.
Like a snake that bites after death.
Her faces are endless and stasis to an
eye baiting Jack Shane to an only you.
What's left to do but project on the eyes as I'm melting in chains.
Sweetheart,
nothing can save you from a face full of love.
Watch her shimmy through acrylic pieces.
Sweetheart,
nothing can save you from a face full of love.
Her hips are swinging, but I see you swing.
Swing, swing,
fall, fall.
My broken body starts to feel like it's 17.
I hear you singing.
I've got to fuse your love to
traces of my face to
find you.
I'm going to pop in on you while it's happening.
Wait for me.
To traces of your face to find you.
I'll drop in the truck and sneak to the house.
I'm going to take your knees and attack the cover clean.
To traces of your
face to find you.
I'm going to start like driving series.
Then I'll kick that fearless priest who wears me out.
To traces of your face to find you.
He's just a fraud like me.
I'm going to pop in on you while it's happening.
I need to kiss some queen.
Yeah, but that's a fantasy.
He's a fraud.
Cubs on two stashes waiting to be shared.
To traces of your face to find you.
Any place they spy on me, man.