Talk Like Blood

You talk like blood

Drained from what's good

Thick yet so sweet

To the taste we will drink

Warm when inside

Numb when we're warm

Stage left is fear

In the form of a fire

We need to feel so we can remember what it's like

Between the sheets of the inferno's eternal burning

thighs

Slit the wrist and watch as I study all the drips

Then we put it back and staple up the vein

Rewriting 'til our death, we write in vain

You talk of tomorrow in such poor form

And sever the letters from which we were born

But if you keep a secret, I'll offer rewards

A bloodless percussive muscle of warmth

Oh baby, react so I can act like a man