Longest Night, Weirdest Winter

Red roses, bullet holes A place for your hair to grow The dangling green growth Of restful weeping willow Like a ghost in a camera lens A place for our light to bend And twist until it mends To a rainbow And Geeta had dragged me here sad And Venus had held both my hands My head is a sandbag that's sinking Into itself, constant overthinking Blue velvet, chest raised A burning of everything A new swinging fear to sing Me into dream A screaming old melody There's nothing for me to be Everything begins and ends In the stars and in the sea And Bill had dragged me here sad Emily pulling me out the sand If Venus is you who invites good sex What's next? Roses posey and ash There's a new warm forest You cannot be in You are freezing, lifeless Thin There's a crow with its beak cracked And eyes are forever blacked It's holds to a branch It's talons are clean Can I be you For an hour a day A cute, cute In a stupid ass way Weeping Willow, everything begins and ends in the shotguns and in the wood In the violence and the forests In the stars and in the sea At the end of everything My hands will be here, and my palms will be open At the end of everything I will give you my scarf, and you will feel the red velvet corridor like an everlasting hug At the end of everything I will give you anything This is the only chance we have to be anything at all So let's keep riding Mobility scooter blues