Deconstruction
Single
Wash your face to the mirror in an open robeWhile I watch you from the bedWe made a pool of sweat again this afternoonA bedroom, two months into a dayIt's a shame when the parts fitIt's a shame when the parts fitBut the machine won't workAll dressed up in the dreamBut without the wings heating upTo fusion instead of a unionEven love can't make two one, it's breaking meAll I could have done, all I did not doMy exoskeleton heart you reach toThrough my ribs with your chipping fingersAnd revealing fingernailsBreathe into meBreathe into meYou're the pale-skin giftThat no God ever promised meThank you for my life
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