Priscus

Let's just stop and think before I lose face.
Muscles spasm, neck twitches.
Held tilts.
Arms akimbo.
Let's just stop and think before I lose face.

I'm dripping with gold.
Royalty or horse piss.
Sell it with your eyes.
Drink in their lies.
Yours is a brow that they will stoop to kiss.

You will never see the world as they do.
They will cut it into pieces and offer it to you.

Go. I cannot bear to look at you.
You will never see the world as I do.

Dripping with gold.
The cold is at your back.
I'm coiled to attack.
It's true; I crave you.

Let's just stop and think.