Wednesday, February 01, 2017

Skin



Keep on thinking how good it’d feel
To shed this skin
To peel it off, nice and clean.
Then look in the mirror and see
If the face in there looks like me.

Time runs past,
Leaving dust
Dust on my skin
How long it’s been?
Since you’ve known what I mean?

Flesh on flesh, too much too soon
Look at the time - its half past noon!
Use your hands now, dig in deep,
So much there you cannot keep
Rotting meat ‘n a sack of shit.

Keep on thinking how good it’d feel
To be rid of the smell…of yesterday’s kill
To walk down naked, without a skin
And not care how long it’s been
Since the sun has warmed your guts.