Eating Emeralds

Used to bag up the work now I’m bagging up the lavender Under my feet the cold crunch of November Dried out leaves on a red brick street Before I came I said I wasn’t here for anything Head on hell-on hello I’m gone Pour another it’s enough for You and I on demon time Devil-may-care I still believe Fastened to the thing of which we swore we’d never speak All I can think about is when I’m gonna die Every second ticking out the corner of my eye Singing every song I thought I’d lost to old age Brown Bambi eyes and a tiny ribcage A single gold hand fingers pointing down Motioning me to the holy ground Pleasure and virtue Pleased to meet you Feathery Emphatically Stole a smile right out of me What would you wear to my funeral What kind of things would your body do Would you let out the tears Or would you hold them inside Is that the lipstick on the glass I pointed out to you that night Daintily Silently Slide across the snow I want to keep you warm I know you always get so cold And though you shineth like moon On a night sky’s sheets Fluorescent in the dark Swallow my tongue and then repeat If I could help it I would help myself Littering glitter on either side of my mouth If I could help you I would give myself But you kissing my forehead in the shape of a crown Was it everything that you wanted see Did it keep you awake as it surely did me Did I drive too slow before I started to speed For a jar of your blood I’d bring a man to his knees Used to bag up the work now I’m bagging up the lavender I used to dream about that exact shade of green Swallowing your emeralds Listen to me breathe Feeling gold backs on the back of my teeth Used to bag up the work Now I’m back for more chains More power more glory So precious your pain I used to close my eyes to try and help me see Now I’m wide eyed at midnight In the emerald’s reach