lb. - Bardo Pond

You’re a candy coated pill

I want to take you

Such a special treat

You make me feel

What a perfect face

What a pretty shell

I want to take you

'Cause you make me feel

You’re a placebo sugar

You’re so sweet

I can believe

You make me

You’re a pill

I want to take you

Nothing’s gonna break you down

You make me

I want to take you

You’re so sweet

You make me feel

Like nothing

I want to take you

What a special treat

Nothing’s gonna break

Your perfect face

When you’re in the room

There’s perfume

Old soapy

In the corners

Drifting out

It’s on your lips

It’s the smell of monotone

Monotone of love

When you put it on

And on the wall

There’s Schnabel

He’s putting in a window

To let in some air

I saw you

On the wall

Reaching out

With everything

In joy

I saw you

Down on the corner

Your white lips

Stuck on thistle

Suck on your lips

It’s a sweet smell

Ketones

When you’re in the room

There’s perfume

Sitting in the corner

Reaching out

Drifting up

That’s where you’ll find me

In the air