Crush and flow
Plush nightfalls like velvet walls
And I find it discerning
There's a catastrophe
Behind the rapture in me
Alarming but alluring
No one can assure me
Robes and cloaks disguise dark pasts
From others years, harass like gnats in ears
Shimmering satin suffocates what happened
Even silk spins its origins from worms
Silhouettes through sheets on clotheslines
They've been placed on mute
And I find it discerning
Crime and punishment is not what I meant
Writing letters to her in the dark
The light will never read
Makes moods perserved in test tubes
The ants have the magnifying glass now
And I find it discerning
Alarming but alluring
No one can assure me