Eliza Gilkyson Flatline
O’ the exquisite agony of withdrawal it feels like some
kind of voodoo curse
push me full of pins baby or pull ‘em out
I can’t even tell you which is worse
why’d he have to tempt me
I told him all about my insufferable thirst
it started out all nice and friendly
it was moving fast forward and then got jammed into
reverse
default to the flatline captain
head me into the wind don’t fill my sail
default to the flatline captain
take a chill pill and be still my beating heart be
still
you could go up on the internet eliza but christ are
you really that desperate
for a fix or a connection lady chatterly in the
chatroom surrealistic cyber bathroom
you can still come back with some kind of viral
infection
you think thoughts don’t build highways move mountains
burn bridges
you got another think coming
still you keep traveling sideways and winding up in
these ditches
while the dispassionate clock is continually running
course my kids and my family my shrink and my friends
all say take a break for the sake of
your overworked heart and mind give it a rest girl
you’re stressed you’re so depressed
you’re in a process it’s gonna take some time
ah but this was different he was brilliant an exile-
made me laugh
besides it had been 7 months 13 days and a very long
hour
but O.K. pull up the drawbridge hand me my spinning
wheel and my axe
I’ll go willingly to my cell up in the tower
guess I’ll strap on the old iron belt wall off the
secret garden hide away the golden key
put up roadblocks on my highways and padlocks on my
heart
it’ll be complicated trying to get in touch with me
but somewhere out there in the wilderness prince
androgynous
is dragging his sorry ass around on the back of a worn
down mule
maybe by the time he gets here
he won’t be a prince anymore
and I won’t be such a fool such a fool
for love
