SUNDAY

Do you see me?
I'm invisible
no reflection to see my face
no garlic or crosses can hurt me
for you've already put a stake in my breast
my heart still intact
stuck in your throat
kept safe in your temple
locked away from the world
not even to view on the holiest of days
locked away in your golden box; safe and sound
This empty vessle cruising the highways; no turn signal nor direction
just keep on going; never let it drop
No eyes to see in the rearview, no one in sight
just flat lands tainted with blood
Silver bullets fly from your eyes; trophies for you to display
Put me in the case and lock the glass
lipstick stains on my cigarettes are the only proof I'm alive
My lonely prayers left unanswered; hopeful star wishes put in a jar for every passerby to come and taste
My bags are packed, I'm ready to go but have no destination
Standing on the street corner waiting for an angel; seeing only the fog around me
Clothed in flame with a wreath of iron on my head: Queen of the Damned
ruling a kingdom of nothingness
So shine on, you crazy diamond; you'll never know you're invisible
No reflection to see your face, the mud and bullshit soiling pure white
Keep on truckin in your box of rain; maybe the thunder has a buck
Drink your coke and wear your sorrows; no one will see anyways
It's all fake you know; you're just in a box
locked away with no locksmith to call
Just drivin down a lonesome highway with no map to guide you and no one waiting.

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"So are you having any problems with a significant other?"
"Who isn't?"
"So what kind of problems?"
"I'm not very significant." ~the movie Stigmata

L'amour toujours

~LP