Down with Love

The cliff is high
I thought as I were to jump

Where’s my mum’s
umbilical chord that has left me swinging like pendulum (?)

The past ten hours
have been humming like a sad cold sea

Where to go?
Where to go?

Fickle minded, dry
and blinded

I see you go, I see you go

Transfiguration like
a sin to myself

Is perfection not
the way to salvation?

So let me in, so let me in

‘Cause I’m scared and
Falling like a
bad, bad star

To your mattress, show
me your spine

‘Cause I’m trying and
it’s a fuck

To your mattress, show me your love