homophobia in the treetops.

i'm so sick of all your bullshit
     homophobia dancing in your wrists
what the fuck did i ever do to you
     other than bleed crystal-ripe happiness
upon the velvet brown of the skies you
     hide beneath-hatred burning in the
lips laced into the raw flesh of your face
     just take the dagger in your veins
and slash away the heart in my chest
     because that's all you know how to do-
hate for love and love for hate, pretend to
     love and rejects when things don't
go your way

just leave me here in this bottomless pit,
     let me rot and die like you wish i would
and then the world would be free of another
     sick little sister in love with a girl;
my heart is cold and my hands are, too, must
     be because the string in my limbs
has faded to dust and all you can do is curse
     and scream like there's no tomorrow
because, of course, of course, there's no way
     in hell you're homophobic

take the knife and just stab it, jab it, straight into
     the depth of my heart, my soul
or should you insert it sideways, since i'm such
     a sinner for loving without prejudice
unlike the species in which you reside-
     black and black, white and white, brown and brown
man and woman, man and woman, everyone
     else can burn on the streets for all you care
not a tainted soul is worthy of life, so why not just
     rip it from their helpless bodies in the park,
drive them off the edge of the cliff because it's not
     like it's really murder, right



so just take the gun to my head
     and give me the butterfly wings i
          have earned, for the prison in which
     i am currently held, can no longer
handle the power of my love