Ordinary Doesn'T Speak To Me
love is some double-edged sword
love is some cliche that still sounds good
riding off the tip of your tongue
into the space of darkness hiding in crawlspaces
love is a blindman beating at my door
he wants in but i'm too afraid of what he'll do
stay out of my house goddammit
then i look and see and it's only a tree
god is alone in me
he takes life from life
spins it on its heart
bleeds in, bleeds out
blood is oxygen
crutches saw down the bone
to a thin paste
helps me cover up my heartstrings
once so easily exposed
i couldn't stand another night without you
or yes, i can
i could stand this whole life without you
but i don't want to
just don't make me buy a house
don't make me mow the lawn
don't make me wash the car
don't ask for that wedding in the stars
i don't want to be ordinary
what do you want?
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