6.

84, 6st/Crucify [07/10/09]

You only come around
On days like these,
But your slap stings
Long after I'm gone.

You turn me obsessive
I binge on you because I feel I could give
You the pain back
With a small increment of tact
Clinging to this
Human shell.

I'm something greater
I fly up higher and dryer.
And what goes up
Comes down, and you
You crucify me.