Mew

opens up her blouse to the cool night
with no shaking of time
because she has in mind
a dark design
now i?m a so-called cube
speaking out, she said to me
she said:
hi, i?m twice coloured.
wait till you see how they?re in love
with my sickness
there is no more time for the weaklings
with an unfamiliar smile
a self-destructive mind of dark design
we may just live through life
watching it from sweet repose
cut up with knives that slice open
i?m professional now
everly, everly i
can you not look at me through sides