My Body Betrayed My Mind

My bony lattice ever longing for the tall
keeping this spirit from idling sway
saving this pup from washing
upon those smug saloons
locked there by seeming mountaintops beneath
skinny bopping maypole wound and crying quickly

because my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

We could not consummate the marriage
of the insides of our room

and yet my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

My neural swamp thing hitting on this wall
keeping this Casio from ticking away
saving this Puer from washing
upon those prudish piles
laughed there by seeming melancholy bye
some dominatrix of her heart entangled in

and yet my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

We could not consummate the marriage
of the red sides of our bloom

and yet my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

My secret chaos asked to this ball
keeping this fishnet from tightening down
saving this pen from washing
upon those baked beachheads
lulled there by seeming madness diagnosed
how to write or paint or form if not to feel it

and yet my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

We could not consummate the marriage
of the gray sides of our dune

and yet my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

My Brandywine ailing passed in the hall
keeping those cuts hidden 'neath her gown
saving these loins from washing
upon those tinted locks
loved there by seeming melodrama queen
her heart lies throbbing say the Smiths between the lines

because my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

We could not consummate the marriage
of the dark sides of our moon

because my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

My lifeline holding fast to this claw
keeping this carcass from drifting with the tides
saving this soul from washing
upon those unknown shores
lured there by seeming maidens offered torn
flesh in cages rotting, pungent and delicious

because my body
this body of mine
this body of mind
betrayed mine
betrayed mind
betrayed mind.

We could not consummate the marriage

of the white sides of our tune

the white sides of our tune

the dark sides of our moon

the gray sides of our dune

the red sides of our bloom

the insides of our room.