hide your mind (for fawn)

She's bleeding black and pink,
sharp ribbons of broken textures
falling all about. The wires
are exposed, let the machines twist
your brain. The spiders escape the
mind's eye, twisted webs that capture
and rape the silence's bruised butterfly.

She's bleeding crimson and blue,
strange hues, merging and changing
from two into one. She's falling in
love with the man, a lemoned ice
cream passing between a decade of
lonesome longing.

She's bleeding green. Its a final moment
she knows, she can't let go. Its okay,
moments like these were meant to
last. Forget everything, a honeyed blade
cuts the skin. Scanners take her mind,
drag the memories out one by one.

She's bleeding lemon. Escape the body,
let it out. Flames engulf her, this sadness
won't last long. Grab hold of the moon,
take it down. The weeping of the guitar at
the loss echoes through the night. This
pink spider has flown.