I see your heart beat through the bedsheets

I feel your pulse against the floor

I sleep the sadness that no one else sleeps

Feel me cunningly adore.



As the tic tock clock lies Goldilocks

What a sick enchanted view

Of the white blot sin that we all began

not the girl that I once knew.



Blue Sunshine

Ive got no vacancies

At the top of the clock was Jesus spying on me

I spoke of friends

point me which direction

I tried a bribe of when I die but swore he never

mentioned.



I kicked and screamed,