Carnivale Tonight

storms.rain.shoots.

shot.me

into oblivion

i need a blanket

a moth-eaten dress for a casket

come and calm me down baby

or talk me up

take to the sky

and unravel the blue-black

bruised mess

these are my legs

my hands

my kness

(oh the old plathian echo echo echo)

take me to the carnivale

fabulous

i'll be the tarot reader

the hanged man

is tied up

with the fool

the hanged man

is fucking

me

and coming

inside

me

tonight

oh you...

evil ovens a flame.