I filmed and edited this Melting Butter Session for Hysterese.

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the monster under your bed
wakes you gently that night:

I dont care what everyone thinks
I like you more than just friends

and despite the bony ankles
you’re the creature I’m falling for

you roll your eyes
but eventually
lift your blanket
all the way

’cause you know
it will leave
as you turn on the shower
as you do every morning

’cause you’re clean like that

the story is simple again:
the hero is being chased and jumping off a moving train
the princess is trapped and unable to move
while you keep staring
with an open mouth
and I can just tell you’re dreaming
of something generic
so here I am
on the last page of the script
on the first floor of the warehouse
tied to a chair
with a bomb strapped to my chest
it’s the sound of helicopters in the air
and ýour voice through a megaphone
spelling out desires
that’s so you…
even now
you keep hoping
for the good stuff
but you got this
you own it
you’re killing it
you always have
it’s an all eyes on you scenario
the countdown’s running
you know your lines, sweetheart
don’t stutter.

 

Look at us, all dressed up again

at the movies holding hands again

lipstick and perfume again

It’s not that difficult.

Foreign words in black and white

knowing our lines by heart

It’s not that difficult.

Or else,

Us on a stage, in perfect lighting

your voice through a microfone.

and ballroom dancing.

A laugh from across of the room

(It’s not that difficult)

 

All it takes is two dragons maybe,

or a night at the bar again

where I order the usual and you’re driving.

 

We lift the jewels from the trash.

We take our bodies somewhere else.