You told me once
You believe there's a healing power in hopelessness
But I told you
I believe that nihilism
Birthed from sorrow and doom
That rumination
It'll taint your soul
I'll pretend there's batteries
In the remote control
The light will turn on
I hope you see it reflecting from my eyes
I'll pray to you
To whomever you point my clasped hands to
If you can promise me
You won't become a pain monster
I'll lay on my back
I'll let you put your hands over my eyes
I'll let you drive a screwdriver
Into my temple
See what drips out
Is it turbid?
Is it clear?
Will it lubricate the pathways that you need to cross?
I'll let you sink into me
I'll let you sink me down
Into wherever
And if you let me I'll let you use my skin
All yours, all yours
But if you want me to be in here I'll stay
When you're finished I ask
You let the hunger settle down
