The Price Chronicles

Heart is flushed with anger
A seven nation army couldn’t hold it back
Walking in a field of lilies
That became a shell-littered bomb track
How could something so sweet leave an aftertaste so acrid?
The revelation of reasons for our avoidant acrobatics
Put my heart in the care of my Allstate beauty
Whose kiss was known to soothe me?
But fear put her in a place complicated to escape
Lost in the center of a secret, it’s a fool’s fate
And when I came to make the secret no more
Holding us together became an impossible chore
Swore that I would put no one above her
And my farewell was that of a weekend lover
Segue
And The Lifehouse is Empty
I’m sitting in the house of life
Home far earlier than I expected
Waiting
With dessert on the table
And a glass of Welch’s finest sparkling
But she is not
Searching the house, running through the halls
Not a sign of her
Oh but there she is
Laying on the bathroom sink
In the form of a short letter
“You broke the lease; farewell, fair sir. You were not supposed to tell her.”
SEGUE AGAIN
Pink and Orange Crush
What does love look like?
A bloodshot eye amongst a bed of flowers
What does love feel like?
A stake through a heart padded by affection
What does love smell like?
A pile of manure hidden by roses
I understand what it means to be in l-o-v-e
Being in sensory atrophy