i was in the metro
when i saw a silhouette
two eyes green
and full of light
perched lips
and hair combed to the side
with passion yearning to be known
i looked into those eyes
and she said into mine
'let's be obscene!
let's be deranged!
let's just be on polaroids!
lets portray what we can't hide!'
and i so renamed
my faceless fear of obligation
stepped into those chasing hands
clasping down to make a man
but me i'm just a seed
and i've got no roots to feed
so i'll sew what needs to breathe
homogenize what lies inside
and fertilize my famished habits
this way i won't forget
where and when it all began
why and how i made it possible
and who showed me the right way
to make an honest killing
in a modern day's disgrace