Sunday, August 21, 2011

Lady Supernova's Lover Song Lyrics

LADY SUPERNOVA'S LOVER


She lets me sing my song even mumbles along but the lyric is just one word,

"boom..."

She dresses me, impressed when she smiles and sees I'm

doomed...


Wakes up to dusty rain gust, glittery spray rust,

powder that makes lungs anxious breathing

as he fuels it with stained love.

His lungs: rustoleum red, rustoleum read on atmosphere canvas.

Canvass surveillance that nobody sweats he signs, in hand print.

Phobia Falcon cauldron browsing Atlas for Crimson Badges.

Occupies time keeping his hands dry in the drowned hearts of Atlantis.

Phantom! He's a sunset with a heartbeat and a huntress

with an army silhouette attached to arteries

assigned to detonate in his chest.

In his last breath, so he's gone far; millipeding his steps,

never repeating attempts, ever just feeding his strengths;

ever just biding his time, opportuning design when Today provides

her voice/his name the bright song along the explosion left behind.


"T'was moon tide of summer, at mid-time of night

and stars in their orbits shone pale thru the light--

the brighter cold moon; mid-planets, her slaves

herself in the heavens, her beam on the waves"

(-EAP)


City of statue citizen in canceled subscription to capsule submission,

a classroom of ash and a laser in fashion

attached to subtraction of life from the caption.

Lung in adaption of love and compassion,

she's proud of me now I'm a gallon of acid in radiated ration,

twisting her smile so bright and so loud she's singing.

Clouds fall to the ground, dragging the sewer,

flash-flooding Obscure; angelic metallic replaces organic.

The trees, they all choke! Air becomes fewer...

Oceans evaporate open to propagate casket for planet.

I drop and break, landing on a bed of dead fish

and sunset electric in a reservoir pageant...


...Of a beautiful glass. I'm in the iceberg of her eye

and she kisses me in between space and time;

new dimension walks on, my heart perfectly fits

in her mouth the way she likes; with one word we unite...


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