Seamripper (& The Blanket Statement) -

Last I saw of those eyes

So young inside this hand mirror

Banished my new hope

Learning to see the other side of a child’s memory

That’s ripping at the seam

With relative ease I might learn to pretend

And bury the shame of raining on your dream

On your dream for me

Action-figure-sized brutality

Beside this hand mirror

Now what you saw I see this time

Learning to feel what the other might have felt

In this child’s memory

Ripping at the seam

With relative ease have I learned too late

Your just reward, I disintegrate

From the darker side of me…

High above ground I already lost what I found

One final charade I already don’t understand what we have made

I long to find what might hide right in front of me

The light reflects not what I was expecting to see

Trial for your one offense

Life- long the sentence

Denial of your one defense

That you gave up your life trying to make amends

At last I see those eyes again

So young upon this hand mirror

Free from all I know

Learning to see the other side of a child’s memory

Ripping at the seam

With relative ease I might’ve tried another way to realize

A world without the shame and the lies so…

Unstitch me, strike clean and true

Pull the string

From the blanket of everything

Unstitch me

Clean and true

Pull the string

Dis-integrate me from you

Unstitch me

Get it started but

Without me

You can’t call it everything