Peaches

Im not afraid of you leaving

Im afraid youll come back

And its just not like me

To have planned for that

Its not like a cool summer

That swept into fall

Its the weight of tomorrow

Or nothing at all.

And its not picking fruit

from the trees you have been

And its not in the surface,

its not in your skin

Its the glow that sets fire

to doubt like a match

Its intentions your here for,

its an itch you must scratch.

For without it surrender,

lay down your bare arms

Place your heart in a basket

still covered in alms

Pray quickly and hope

that the gods in you mind

Have any idea

just how to dance with mine

Because dear my poor demons

are out of control

And Im losing my mind

searching for a soul

That somehows been touched

with a glimmer of light

Something burning, left over

Something shining at night

Attacking the dark

where my spirit lay still

Haunting every decision

to defy its will

The light creeping in

at the sides of my mouth

Traveling down through my spine

and straight into the ground.

Is it simple or easy

this balance you crave?

Laying down lines of fire

while digging your grave

Is it true what they say,

you’re strange kind of beast?

Crawl around on your belly

just to spite your own feet

So then spit, snarl and bite dear

just show me some teeth

Ive got some of my own

barely hidden beneath

Such a sweet disposition

one you just couldnt love

One that somehow

was always just less than enough

But thats just what you needed

The lush that would fight

Just to prove your own worth

Much more precious than light

Because in darkness the the depths

that come in with the storm

Crawl into your brains

just to feast on the warmth.

And maybe, just maybe they

leave some some for him

With your peaches picked dry

and magnesium skin.