To my Raven - You are Spoilt

In my fantasy, I'm a pantomime,
I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean.
Words are too messy and it's way past time,
And its way past time to hand in my mouth
Paint my face white and try to invent the sea one wave at a time
Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight

I ain't afraid to let it out, I'm unafraid to take that fall.
But I have found beyond all doubt, we say more by saying nothing at all.

In my fantasy, no such thing as time,
Minutes bleed into days avant garde art,
Show me your heresy and I'll show you mine,
We only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride.

I ain't afraid to let it out, I'm unafraid to take that fall.
But I have found beyond all doubt, we say more by saying nothing at all

In my fantasy you look good entwined in my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine.
You're my deep secret.
I'm your pantomime.
I'll just move my hands.
I promise you'll see what I mean.

Little Bit skinned her knees.
Wee Man brought home a lantern and a calender.
We read a bedtime story about carnivorous plants.
The Boss had a hard day.
I miss my sisters.