I’ll find a lover

I’ll find a lover
Full of honey
I’ll gorge myself
I’ll act a little funny
But do not worry
Going mad is good for you

These days
Like a moon landing
I’ll find a lover
I’ll scatter her dust
Into the moons empty sky

I don’t know why
Why do I die
If I offer you my wake
Would you come
With a trumpet and drum
Or shooting off a gun
To kill off all the scum

That feed that feed
On the honey I need
As I grope through death
To the lover I left
Hungry for the honey
With my animal chewed chest

It’s the old rivalry
Love in fear of death
It’s all I have left
Money does not mend
It only manages
But love makes bees
Happy

I’ll find a lover
Full of honey
I’ll fill my hands
With her sweetness
I’ll drain her mouth
Of her syrup
I’ll scoop the sunlight
Out of her hollow

Death will sit and watch
Like a beast subdued
By the music crying
Death will be crying
As it burns
Like a bush fire
Its smoke vanishing
Drifting away in the wind