Knock on Wood
Whisper your termite breath in my earSo my wooden brain decaysSynaptic gaps unable to transmuteOr transmit in my insulated skullJust random holes where the dreamsSpill out and soak the sawdust purple Sound your Praying Mantis wordsSo the insults decapitate my worthFreeze thaw my path so potholesClaim my desired directionAmbush my weary skin untilYou feast on the famine of love Be the maggot of destinyChewing on dead fleshUntil the Phoenix is revealedAfter the feast is finishedFull and satisfied when allCorruption is consumed