Disappearing Infamy

A stain on the wall
 To remind them all
 That I existed
 Pieces of meat
 And bone
 And dreams
 An empty trailer
 Id and ego
 Twice dissected
 Pleasure lends itself to habit
 Board the windows
 Burn the mattress
 Nothing clean
 Except for silence
 Following memories of her
 The skin, the wheel, the high
 The elephant hanging around
 Not worth what it cost
 So why didn't we ask for something more?
 Bury the failures and move on...
 Because fear finds your hope
 And shuts it down
 Visiting privileges gone
 Rebirth, parole... denied
 The elephant's living here now
 We share a room
 So why don't we suffer for something more?
 Bury desire and keep our heads on
 Long enough to make something more
 Than a fucking mess