hovering

you are the death of me
kill, kill, until
you are satisfied, my Queen
and i will
die, die, reply
yet again.

you are the cloud in me
rain, rain, reign
in cruel and vivid winter
you're the lock on the cage
and the cage and the keeper
but only i could have captured
myself.

you are nothing to me
and i am a liar
and i am a liar.