Iota Bitter Wine
I nailed my face to you
And watched the worms crawl through
They make a feast of me
But I'm easy
They eat my failing grit
And drink my memories
So I don't have to see
You leaving me
Though my hunger hasn't been replaced
It's the bitter wine I taste
I roll you on your back
And pour my heart on you
You make a feast of me
But I'm easy
You hunger still for more
I said come eat my eyes
So I don't have to see
You leaving me
Though my hunger hasn't been replaced
It's the bitter wine I taste
Though your hand annoits my mouth to taste
You know it's only time you waste.
