HIGH-FIVE KIDS

Back to where it all began, this time with another man. ’Cause mine has found his place amongst the fountains. One-hundred-dollar wine to drink The blood pools in the kitchen sink, and buildings line the windows like the mountains. Stuck in limbo, I’m bent backwards. Crooked spine, and broken plaster. Tell me, do you know the password? We’re denied by heaven’s master. Back to where the pavement breaks. Lined all along tectonic plates. The stars soaked in the sidewalk spell the message. When all your lovers start to die. You wake alone and wonder why they left you here to document the wreckage. They tell me that it’s art I make, in all this chaos I create. They tell me that it’s much too late. To rectify all my mistakes. The kid is dead and gone back to the Kingdom.