Saturday, January 12, 2013

a Woolf in sheep's clothing.


she’s a Woolf in sheep’s clothing.
she’s a Woolf in disguise.
she’s a Woolf in sheep’s clothing.
she’s a girl with morning glory thighs.

you are the river that calls my name,
and my ink is your eyes so blue.
this is the color that runs through my veins
and the eyes of morning glory you.
oh god, those morning glory eyes of you.

i’ll take your sad and haunted stare,
and fix your eyes on me.
i’ll take your bruises and your bones,
yes, i’m as selfish as can be.

he is a rushing river.
he kept on his disguise.
he is a rushing river.
he’s a boy with morning glory eyes.

you are me, and i am you.
we’re both a little bit black and blue.
but my colors are a different hue,
a different black and a darker blue.
yes my colors are a different hue
a different hue for me and you.

the river of you that calls my name
is the blue ink that runs through my veins.
and my ink is the color of your eyes so blue
oh god, the eyes of morning glory you. 

she’s a Woolf in sheep’s clothing.
she’s a Woolf in disguise.
she’s a Woolf in sheep’s clothing.
she’s a girl with morning glory thighs.

rocks, stones, and pebbles in her pocket
and a mask, of course, to hide the frown.
try wearing one before you knock it,
and soon you’ll be sinking down.

his body of water’s a body for me.
but for him mine is not enough.
his morning glory heart is thirsty
for all six of us, readily roughed.

he fell into her trap for misfits,
she fell into his lost and found.
she wants just to keep him forever;
but he doesn’t care that she’ll drown.

he is a rushing river.
he cast off his disguise.
he is a rushing river.
he’s a boy with morning glory eyes.

you and i are selfish machines.
i want all of you, you take all of me.
and we said that i would destroy your soul.
i’d take your very heart.
but now, my dear, the tables, i fear,
have been turned from the very start.

i was a Woolf in sheep’s clothing.
i was a Woolf in disguise.
i was a Woolf in sheep’s clothing.
i’m a girl with morning glory thighs. 

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