Texty:
White Lies Ritual

You took the tunnel route home You've never taken that way with me before Did you feel the need for change? Apologies on your fingernails Love flickered

What if I were to disobey Give you back the power Would I be punished like a child? And left on my own Would you think me ungrateful And send me away

I was waiting in the back-seat of the car When I knew I'd given up Down one of the back-streets by the park So sick of the taste of blood I'm gonna write

bark Candle-lit teeth Half-moon smiles in the dark The biker gang smoking On the edge of the lake The smoke like white horses A white-eyed mistake

After the red ants The black-out comes peace and quiet Those little footprints Fleshed out calm in my mind I lay like a compass Digits accusing the sunrise

: I pressed my ear to your chest and heard something personal A whisper that knew my name Is this how your heart treats all strangers, With love and

: She stares into the mirror, youth fading with the sun. The hollows in her face like wishing wells. Scarlet as a paper-cut, and jewelled as the Orion

: You were writhing on the floor like a moth in molasses Whoever taught you to move your body like that? Goose pimples just vanished like some out of

: What if I were to disobey And give you back the power, Woudl I be punished like a child, And left on my own? Would you think me ungrateful, And send