Lonely Beuys

There is a darkness

Living in the fringes of your light

Something unseen and hungry

And always ready to grind

But I'm not afraid to embrace it

I wanna be consumed

Don't neg me

And pout like a lonely child

Our bodies are billboards for lovers

Who just wanna be entombed

By something familiar and easily amused

Don't blame me when your bottom

Drops below your knees

At the end of it

I'm only a lonely Beuys

We live for the angles

Worship Bermuda triangles

The alchemy we seek is finding

Purity in madness

Does it exist

Who cares

I do

Who the hell are you

I'm just an empty vessel

Swipe right

There is a sadness

Living in the fringes of your room

Something unseen and hungry

And always ready to bloom

But I'm not afraid to embrace you

I wanna be consumed

Don't neg me

And pout like a lonely child

Our bodies are billboards for lovers

Who just wanna be entombed

By something intangible

It always comes to roost

Don't blame me

When the bottom drops below our feet

At the end of it

I'm only a lonely Beuys

We live for the angles

Worship Bermuda triangles

The alchemy we seek is finding

Purity in madness

Does it exist

A little bird

Told me

No