Dead Arms & Dead Legs

I occupy these feet with these dead arms and these dead legs

The brambles catch and tighten and they pull me into bed

This is no retaliation, this is the universe

I imagine myself walking here 5 million years before

I’m so intrigued by this one, it’s sharp around the sides

There’s a danger to your loving, and my loves been compromised

I have been out walking with these dead arms and dead legs

And the mysteries of the universe are patterned in my head

The terrain becomes unbearable, too steep to stick your heel

I imagine myself here again in 50 million years

I run to the left I run to the right, and all my fears become alive

And what is left, and who are you in the end?

I demonstrate my options in the grace of your defeat

And all things that were left unsaid internally repeat

And the pain becomes tyrannical 400 tons of shame

As I walk into a perfect storm again

I take the burden on myself

I’ve entertained their feeling

Maybe once, but never twice

And you feel the world is ending

Nothing else can suffice

If it fills that void you bear

If that something wasn’t free

How can I begin to blame you?

You are the prisoner in me