Spine

It’s the moment the harmony hits
It’s being a part of something bigger than this particle shift
It’s dodging responsibility like Karma’s a bitch
It’s a cartilage rip —the pounding of your heart in your fist
It’s panoramic, when he’s swallowed by an acid tablet
It’s watching his eyes turn from candle wax to glassy plasma
It’s being present in his vacancy
And slapping him until he awakens from his complacency
It’s Dangling nakedly tip-toeing through a lucid dream
Knowing that its make believe but holding her translucency
—It's stroking her eye lash
And feeling her bones shake in the moment of climax
It’s the chilling of flesh, the rhythm of breath— feeling a slippery kiss on your neck
Figuring out an intricate step but losing the thought like give it a rest
A flick of the moment a flick of the wrist — center the motion then level the lift
It’s the cinematography in this monotony feeling like god for just giving a shit

You feel a chill in your spine, you feel a chill in your spine, you feel it tickle and climb, you feel a chill in your spine (x2)

Its the forgotten thoughts of a holocaust survivor
The Alzheimers blocking out the rocket launchers fired
While the atomic bomb designer Dr. Robert Oppenheimer
Was lost within his mind and the guilt that he inspired (-expand-)
It’s watching the preacher man immersed in his belief
With a megaphone the megawatts dispersed and then released
His truth is absolute cuz he rehearsed it in a speech
Like a cease and desist as diversion for deceased
It’s in your vertebrae when the curtain’s raised on your symptoms
It permeates and enriches the murder rate of your fiction
So turn the page, but sit silent, don’t turn away from your privilege
Tt’s when we shut our liberal white asses up and just listen
It's being blacked out on white noise, a red-eye for these dreams
It’s weirdly opaque but clear that its fake - a blu ray for green screens
Got red cards I’m blue balled and black balled, my brain scattered
These shades of you are deja vu, that’s a pink slip for grey matter