Pink Divan

Pink divan Is what you'd be lying on If I could capture and play it long I would How hard to watch The owned snippets intruding Steeped visions grimacing Upon the wall Wonder how they're full Why mine have none Or just the one Forced up and upon Reporting back The obvious thing came true That it was sweeter than I knew, of course When there's not a single thing to say At least there's still something to do But I would try To avoid that too But there is so much Just pulling through True, if I take a bite Then I can taste the mood Packing it in There was no room inside to begin Hardly hungry but for skin and suck Pulling it out Hanging the hangup upon the wall After empty there's no clinging on, it's gone Now just to fill me up Trip to the store Another cup and song Now just thinking through Cortical shot It's me and you, it's true, it's true