I would swallow my pride
I would choke on the rhines
But the lack thereof
Would leave me empty inside
I would swallow my doubt
Turn it inside out
Find nothing
But faith in nothing

Want to put my tender
Heart in a blender 
Watch it spin round
To a beautiful oblivion

Rendezvous
Then I'm through with you

I burn 
Burn like a wicker cabinet
Chalk white and oh so frail
I see our time has gotten stale
The tick tock of the clock
Is painful
All sane and logical 
I want to tear it off the wall
I hear words and clips 
And phrases
I think sick like ginger ale
My stomach turns and I exhale
So Cal is where my mind states
But it's not my state of mind
I'm not as ugly sad as you

Or am I origami folded up
And just pretend
Demented as the motives
In your head
I alone am the one
You don't know
You need me
Take heed
Feed your ego
Make me blind
When your eyes close
Sink when you get close
Tie me to the bedpost