we took the elevator to the top floor
sunny day, we came to play, in my arms till we’re all gray.
wondering how we got this high
in the middle of july
you beautiful monarch butterfly-
and than you were gone.
flew away too a city not far away.
i can’t cross that border
elevator out of order;
floor 99 these stairs are loud
95 the people form a crowd
92 i can’t remember how i got here
84 maybe i should just disappear
why the fuck is the elevator out of order
is this my disorder?
62 i wonder if the people that wrote Dexter realized it was bad
58 mj’s greatest hits and we start bad
i can hear the rain outside
droplets searing like cyanide
44 chest beating like a drum
than why do i feel so numb.
52 i can hear the sound of your voice
pretend that my words are from joyce
sit around sing clap an rejoice
66 here is good- i like here,
safe from the rain and the sun
nothing can touch me today
just the eye of a seer
when all is said and done
i don’t want to block the walkway
Saint's Muse 