Lonely Beuys

There is a darkness
 Living in the fringes of your light
 Something unseen and hungry
 And always ready to grind
 But I'm not afraid to embrace it
 I wanna be consumed
 Don't neg me
 And pout like a lonely child
 Our bodies are billboards for lovers
 Who just wanna be entombed
 By something familiar and easily amused
 Don't blame me when your bottom
 Drops below your knees
 At the end of it
 I'm only a lonely Beuys
 We live for the angles
 Worship Bermuda triangles
 The alchemy we seek is finding
 Purity in madness
 Does it exist
 Who cares
 I do
 Who the hell are you
 I'm just an empty vessel
 Swipe right
 There is a sadness
 Living in the fringes of your room
 Something unseen and hungry
 And always ready to bloom
 But I'm not afraid to embrace you
 I wanna be consumed
 Don't neg me
 And pout like a lonely child
 Our bodies are billboards for lovers
 Who just wanna be entombed
 By something intangible
 It always comes to roost
 Don't blame me
 When the bottom drops below our feet
 At the end of it
 I'm only a lonely Beuys
 We live for the angles
 Worship Bermuda triangles
 The alchemy we seek is finding
 Purity in madness
 Does it exist
 A little bird
 Told me
 No