i;d love it to become
undone
and down down
under the ground
to reconstruct
myself into art,
into her medicine
for her melted sins -
like love and rage.
sabotaged the age
by sadness, by her madness
so did undying reckless.

i;d love it to become
the only one
what;s gonna strike
to begin the fight
of destroying
with remaining sorrow
into her medicine
for her metal skin.
like an angel on the dust
fallen anger of the skies
by sadness, by her madness
just ;cause she had less (than me)

of her medicine.
i;d love to see
her medicine
in me.