The Necklace - Kayo Dot

Rope scratching skin bruised, alabaster

Spider watches from spider crack in plaster

Respiration in bursts and sobs and

Whoever said this was the coward’s way out?

Lashes long and sultry

Eyes look down at filthy floor

Black dress dying dress she wore

Leap of faith off of kitchen chair

Every last one of us will see you there

A treetop swaying

Evergreen playing in electric rumbling atmosphere

A broken heart

A broken neck

Strong hemp tightens the more we persevere

Cut her down

Wash the body

Scour the heart of its stains

Dig a grave and forget her

And bury her in her chains

A broken heart

A broken soul

A broken promise

An empty hole

Deep in the confines of the spirit

The center of the loop

Universal gloom

Cruelty in its multitude of guises

Every word is a thorn

Every thought shows its scorn

For the sanctity of life

With a cupful of sorrow poured over our eyes

Necklace worn by the Queens of Hell

And their Kings dressed in tatters

Royalty all who wore them in the frailty of life

Hard are the ways, some are not as dreadful

Long and lonely are the wanderings of others