Kara

Your face an empty zone, very far from ecstasy, tells all I need to know, far away in real time, the daily conspiracy, my life stutters the line, your mouth's a cruel loan, my words have worked free, keeps me on my toes, most days I drink wine, it's there to ease, you and other lousy swine, every lie a fine toothcomb, dancings bears around honey, smiles like stone roses, our house besides the sea, bottom of a sand road, begets some other fantasy, your body lists and groans, murder dares me to be, an angel coming home, I can watch on TV.