I say the words I need to say,
Put my head where it should lay
Keep my head above the surface
-Medusa-
Blood never spoke on behalf of you,
I forebode
You could call this war over
The inscriptions on the wall,
Fighting to transform,
The only possession
Being the crack between you and death,
You see, you let your hand glide into unholy suns
Split your tongue into more words than you could spit;
A relentless soul,
Medusa
Athena never let the kettle boil for too long,
Your wisdom, her wisdom
Our wisdom
On a shattered glass
On the window of an old all boys school
Medusa,
You have the head of a fish
The body of a camel
Arabia kissed your soles
Above the surface where waves licked your head
On the country-side
I swear they found you dead.
Was it her heart you broke or was it mine?
In the images of ‘89
I can see the outline
But was it heartbreak or envy?
Did you let your eyes think above your brain?
Like a fish, not taking into consideration my pain.
Medusa,
You split-soul, split personality, split tongue
Mind in the gutter
Bawling over an unlit candle
Does the apology come after the wine?
