Creating Something Out of Nothing Only to Destroy It by Norma Jean

Birds and Microscopes and Bottles of Elixirs and Raw Steak and a Bunch of Songs by Norma Jean

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Creating Something Out of Nothing Only to Destroy It
by Norma Jean

Album: Birds and Microscopes and Bottles of Elixirs and Raw Steak and a Bunch of Songs

Your eyes, your concrete eyes.
Cross crisscross my path...
Walking in circular patterns.
Shoe shine your ammo, polish your metal.
I need not your wicked weapons.
My war is not with someone like you.
A string of blood that is not my own strings between
a sword and my heart.
So much so that it makes its way through my throat giving me thought to speak.
This becomes my pistol.
This becomes my dagger.
This becomes your future.
Unseen war.
Your weapons are useless.
Drop the gun.
Golden gun.
Like bringing a knife to a gun fight.