The poison feather reminds you, you're alone
And that without its soft spot you'd have nowhere to go
Frozen in the searchlight, burnt from the glare
Weightened for him,
Aghast at beams. A weathered grin pierces through her.
And seeps through waxy heart his branding, conquering.
Electric serenity, claimed.
Some just enjoy discomfort
reconciling it as danger and mistaking it for risk
One day we'll all realize
we're begging for the pity, starving for a kiss
You, of the minority
may oppose it fiercely
could learn to think more freely
Rest in peace little heaven
As hell comes closing in
On the picture perfect resonance
Of trees and goats and skin
I'm stardust right now