When I move

You move with me

I feed off you

You feast on me



And what I see

You can not see

That when I move

You move with me



Where's this small

dead hand that creeps me

I am biting it to its very bone

Collapsing with everything new on me

until it gets so very old



And what I see

You can not see

That when I move

You move with me



There is this third body

spinning fast

reducing me

into a relapse

with its crippled flaps

slow motion dims

sweetly parasited

by butterfly wings



And what I see

You can not see

That when I move

You move with me



All that is old is new again

(To be) each other spies

we're condemned

Everything is everywhere

The butterfly effect



And what I see

You can not see

I will have to kill you

Before you kill me



Everything is everywhere

The butterfly effect