Diatribes

I want your intellect Substance on every breath Talk to me with your words Decoding all the thoughts When there's so many thoughts Talk to me with your words Sometimes we get it wrong And time keeps moving on We have to want to understand It goes against the grain To speak so openly How do we know what we mean I want your intellect I don't want to suspect Aversion to intangibles We find some harmony When we agree to be But you are not inside of me Apple caffeine swollen molar From a pear tree in the womb as holy As a pornophonic sacred vision Transforming faith into attrition Disregarding what we're thinking Pioneering masochism Halfway lying Achieve acceptance Social situation safeword Regrets endless on exhibition Mounted by prayers of contrition In this picture-perfect positioned epistle I have captured failure by the fistful Difficulty with difficulties Forever resigned discontinuities A medicine to transcend the status of mammal That's spineless and lame With comatose fantasies Talk to me with your words Talk to me with your words Talk to me with your words Talk to me with your words I want to hear your words You compartmentalize primal needs and stimuli Pleasantries and diatribes Disconcerting truths and lies You oversimplify, and that's how you complicate Talking much more than you think Talking much more than you speak