Viddy Well, Brother

You are the sex I see amidst monsters and old homes
All threatened by a volcano
Not awake but not quite asleep
In my bed dwarfed by a speck
Swallowing the universe living in my head
It yours but not quite my own
Don’t runaway because I won’t but don’t love me because I don’t
Well I was trying to be you please, please, please, oh please, if please please
Flying like a sponge I soaked you up
Well I’m home but not really home I’ve let my mind corrupt
I’ll distract with these stories that sleep thought up so you won’t notice that
my eyes want nothing more than to touch
I’m not perfect by any means, and you know this so please just stop lying
I can’t take this it just makes me bleed I’m so infected im so
Well you seem quite dishonest but my ears can’t feel
And it’d be silly to dwell on it when your body is so real