Mason Proper

Chemical Dress Eliza

Mason Proper


"Cold"
cover blue... dusted...
alone
stutter in echo... head
sun, open eye
i think, i blink

All over everything just got weird.
That's what Understanding brought
I am it's newest friend
(mine to build, to bend)
He made a silence end.

Skies eyes, the dirty night lights
as the sun comes to turn it's salty shapes into sights
that burn and break my sweat,
(we dancing lamp-lit steps,
we'll never let you rest)

Chemical dress Eliza
in the road, in the way
until the atoms seize her,
with roses and molecular lows

Cold, cold because of frigid ice
I am the cold icicle, I wanna fall
and pierce a person through
I have no choice but to

Of suns and burning feet,
my heaving ice in heat...
she crests the stairwell
holding her coat. Oh, so cold as I let go

Chemical dress Eliza
in the road, in the way
until the Adams seize her,
with roses and molecular lows

Crack!
Shattered, battered, blue...
alone...
The phase is passing through
I, the pointless, pray,
"Frost come, frost stay"