Lilly is named Lilith
Because of biblical reasons
She takes pride in her demon namesake
Since she thinks it gives her power
Well, it might
But the wrong kind
I know she digs the jungle screams
Rawness
She makes a huge deal of it, after all
But she's really much more like Eve
Regardless of what airs she may put on
She's naive, but strong-willed
And prone to fucking everything up
But I love her, still
We all do
It's almost as if we have to
Mind control, or something fucked up like that
I mean, I know we all live in her brain and heart
But I'm no sucker for stockholm syndrome
I'm more of a dissociative identity disorder sort of guy, thank you very much
Many fine people have and had things like us
Many fine people
The L train driving on a sunny morning day
Clouds and spirals
White and yellow flowers
And people-watching
It gives me hope that she won't fuck up today
But then again, she'll make us waste the day, I'm sure
Her beloveds don't mean as much to us
At least not in the same way
But no one loves you like I do
That'd just be impossible
She's a silly little dumb-ass sometimes
Leopard-print, plaid, and supremely bloodshot eyes
How many selves has she?
Well, there's me, of course
There's the mater
Bat-shit crazy
And Lilly herself, I suppose
I'm certain there's more
And it's an art not a science
But even I have my doubts at this point
Damian has seven, but it's really no contest
As much as Lilly might force it to be
Fuck
Her pains are getting to me
We're way too codependent
Gemini, but not really.
Back to the beginning, her sin isn't serpentine
It's far more pretentious Pollyanna
That's her schtick and I don't like it
Things are going to fall any day now, you know as well as I
In fact, it might be soon
Soon soon
Since she doesn't have her stars to guide her anymore
And they were her idols
Now she knows not what to worship
She reaches for the fruit of knowledge, a mango, and considers devouring the thing
She loves devouring anything she can
It's not long now until she seals our doom
And I've placed my bet
If I've gotta go down with her, I may as well gain something
But really I have her pegged
I'm the leading cause of her insecurity
But she screeches out rebuttals instantaneously after even the slightest confrontation
So I'm of use somehow, I'm sure
She really should know better
She's us, after all
And so we are demons
But I care not
God knows, it's either that or nothing in this life
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