White Line Affair

Slide down you throat

& numb your teeth

You'll tear right through me

Futility would meet your grasp

You must not linger

Watch from afar

White unlike winter

I'm petrified by you

But lace yours with mine

Porcelain in ancient oak

Licking sweet whispers

The nape of my skull

Lets tear out our cages

& reveal pure soul

But keep it on ice

For a flame brews such fear

This skin isn't mine

To shed or to share

My warmth in dark night

My secret to keep

I need one to myself

I can't give you my all

If my innocent's been dealt

A previous engagement

A slip on my thigh

I anticipate the crash

Now you've left me so high

End of the World Party

Ken Doll & Barbie 20's Birthday