What blocks the sun from us
You'd say cloud
It's a box of all those things you just can't know about yourself now
Things you'd kill to know
Things you'd kill to be left buried
so much your not ready to digest
Your undiscovered desires
reptiles in the shade
the mind becoming wet foe
do the world harm
starving and beating the beast back
rising from somewhere underneath
It assumes the beach of reality like some gargantuan amphibian
repulsive drooling hungry fresh exposed to unnatural breezes
Your wanting spread glue on the billboard soon to be advertised
with a thousand old sheets underneath, no
you are the lizard below in the darkness unseen bug-eating
Apartments are comfort layers of false security
Pleasure and disappointment fight for influence inside the mirror image
A sickly sweet friend close enough to become a siamese twin
An eerie inanimate enemy hanging above the bathroom basin
full intention everytime you get a fix in peering
As if it might divulge some well guarded secret you stowed away years since
These piercing desires reptiles in the shade
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