Idlewild

refrigerated miracles-
calling out the points of no return-
wobbling on hands and knees-
i'll be fine just watch the fire burn-
zero hour clientele
we're hoping for a dream to bring escape-
idlewild in the shell
the dead have risen just to stay up late-

of such are the mysteries of life.

shameful hatred. paradigm
sensed defenseless, out of time
dancing candor, serpentine
i'll find a way to make it travel down the line.
i'll find a way to make it mine.

running to her crying place
we've kept this secret years before the fall
traveling the hidden ways
we're hard to spot, but answer when they call
conception and a silver spoon
we don't have the time to do this right
idlewild afternoon
screaming with the angst of such delight