Raz
Bluelighter
I'll hold your truth 'neath these rainbow wings
You'll never see them unfurled
To protect your secret face
I'll live on the ground
Hunt the morsels you leave behind
And turn skyward in thanks
Supplication
You say this is not what you want
While you tighten my chain
Tell me to breathe
Your fetid exhalations
To stand upright would be too much
To fly a fantasy
My grave will precede yours
Ensure no dirt cakes your skin
And the corpse of my self-worth
Will cushion my own.
You'll never see them unfurled
To protect your secret face
I'll live on the ground
Hunt the morsels you leave behind
And turn skyward in thanks
Supplication
You say this is not what you want
While you tighten my chain
Tell me to breathe
Your fetid exhalations
To stand upright would be too much
To fly a fantasy
My grave will precede yours
Ensure no dirt cakes your skin
And the corpse of my self-worth
Will cushion my own.

