My Complications

Cut, I mended ways

I was so with you

You looked so tiny then

Flicking pages in pamphlets of blue

Few would deny

You shouldn’t look inside

Bad means you’ll go to

On the other side of my window

“Soon” is the song of our ages

In the worlds arms

I feel like new again

As if I was healthy

Listens to me, carefully

Takes my voice in

Lets the poison sing

Speak when

And arise to erase me again

We look so serious

As recollection sleeps

You’re my complication

Send me instead

A wreath around your head

That means you’ll go

And fail to recognize your symptom

Lie on its back, full of villainy

In the worlds arms

I feel like new again

As if I was healthy

Listens to me, carefully

Takes my voice in

Lets the poison sing

Until no longer gullible

No longer loveable

And colourful

As colourful as you

You look to find

You look to find

Your mothers eyes

Your mothers eyes

In the worlds arms

I meant to understand

Impede your inflictions

Every and each mouth beneath

Cuddly rejects

Lips are shipwrecked

Oh now we cough, young Mary

Wanna be part of this

Are they the drugs we know?

Now we cough, young Mary

Keep the right medicine

We could not

I wish that