The climate confirms what the author undressed
The planet has nourished human loneliness
Birth order dictates desultory plight
Everybody's waiting for the next flight

Between us the unseen is straining to speak
You've sundered the union and counted the weeks
Dead bedroom stage, I admit I was there
Now you've got a cover for the knife scare

The more you resist the harder I get

The terms you've declared seem to favor my flight
Reducing your burden on Saturday night
Fictitious friends will be left in the dark
I will bring the dynamite if you play the spark

Design your disguise from my brittle skin
This is not my destiny, it's not a war that you can win
Fashion your face but we'll always be twins
This is not the end of me, this is the point where I begin
Martyr me, the savior you sell
I am not the devil but I can give you hell


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