Modern Minds

Oscillations shine

Between the twisting vines.

I think I'm gonna stay

And hear the Pearson chimes.

Electro-vision trip

Delivered by her lips,

For days and days those words of mine

Were stuck on her tongue's tip.

Symphonic radiation fills my eyes;

I don't know where to begin.

I watch the colors dripping from the sky

The way the rain drips down her skin.

Modern minds lay thoughtless and defeated on the floor.

I don't find this place any better than before.

Empty reflections line the eyes to conceal

The twenty million starving for a reason to feel.

Interconnected in a divided way,

They cross the station screaming “I don't care! I don't care!” I don't

Need a good reason not to follow the queue,

To rip the fucking thunder off the side of the moon.

Drained of their nectar, blooming thoughts wilt away.

She wrung my heart out like the dirty rag it's been since day one.