i play with a knife .
turn on
my music
and dance with it .
my silver partner .
who's sharper .
it's got sharp blade
i've got sharp teeth
it's in my hands
which means
no control .
the loveliest
role .
i slide it up the
route
from toe
to earlobe .
spin
the globe .
it adds the
rhythm .
split white light .
beam me through
a prism .
no artistry
my majesty
colours
colours
colours
you split .
i mix .
back
to the
black .
my feather .
it belongs
to my
wing .
swing - wing
swing - wing