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karma entourage
of hollow homes,
metropolis...
are you hiding this incision?
in cog nito
in the darkness
how you scared the life of me
with your jack-knife backstabbing
up and through my tollway lungs
gasping breaths of heavy smog
[choking on the lack of satisfaction]
this city just won't let me go
but how i fell into your arms
i will never know
the memory's erased me
disarmed me from belief
but the scars i still can see
myself the stranger
getting stranger day by day
and still its you who keeps me straight
stitched and stuck to promises
the sentiment creates
and now you've laid me into your fate
comatose until i wake
when our eyes can meet again
clear of hazy dispostions
but these miles stretch me farther
from the warmth of your heart's heat...
[taking on the drags of distance
with capitalist persistence]
so undress me with enlightenment
and take me from these weary lies
expose me to the beauty which exists
in everything
just take my limbs to reconstruct
the monument of meaning
cause this battle has just run me thin
far from scenes of love and structure
all that remains is static and plasticity
constructing lines i cannot see
and somehow i have lost myself
to this magnetic fascination
absent from an explanation
until the dove returns me
to where i still belong
