Red Nights

She dresses herself in happy squares
calls out to the Black Friar
Tell me what's bizarre dear
Undo my silver buttons
It's time for tea she says
and to paint the lyre blue
because we all love you

I believe in him too he said
let me scatter the pieces then
A square bent to the south
On a crooked chess board
Have they made it from the mouth
and the wind blows you sideways

Spread the flowers twirled
In raisin spells devoured
Drapes her bluebell curtains over herself
In a white-washed world
what makes her a girl
It's always too obscure
To be anyone else

With the fires in bloom
the child is consumed in red
crossing those confines
nothing needs definition
My Trepidation
craves the strangest things
just to be human
Living with these strangers

With those circus screams
those two opposing seems
Nothing distracts her mind
from these precious things
The demons in her mouth
Make everything cold and ugly
Hymns to all their happy parties

The hurt has now been said
I have twisted you in a hurricane
Making my peace with the dead
the empty promises I've spent
let the surface bleed through my head
twist and turn and go to bed