by Elizabeth Basely
And again
And again
Tell me again
While sipping another girl’s rejection.
When you tell me you hear me
And no one else ever could.
When you tell me you love me
Of my mind
Let me feel that break
See that soul you let me bear
Make me into your dysfunctional factory girl.
Rewire my haywire thoughts:
More moments between the two of us.
Manufacture me
***Good
**Crazy
*Crazy
And i think that that’s so***
And i think you’re driving me**
i think i’m going*
Love has never tasted so metallic.
Lick glass teeth.
With barbed wire words i can’t wait to
Hold me again
And more
Your fingers touch mine
Gauzy clouds of memories and mysteries
From frosty discos and
You’re picking me up now
And i feel your hands
i think you’re the the only thing keeping my feet to the floor
And you
And us
And we
Of me
Can you seize these fleeting moments
Concrete feeted,
Bubble minded
And i’m flying next to you
And you’re pulling me up now,
And you’re taking my hand now,
Make me yours.
Mold me—
Compress me—
Your eyes want to
Watching me.
i’m watching you
Manufacturing Me