I have unleashed one thing and uncorked another
but I’m still
quite aware of what I’m going through
I have finished one thing
and unfinished another

Everything is getting old
and everything is new
Everything that you are told
sends a message through
We can do what we are told
we can do something new

We can build a new story
out of pieces of
memories
melted in butter
Seen through a microscope
across a crowded room

I could eat you alive
in the best possible way