[Lyric] The Rotation Method I Must Be Afraid of Sex (Augustine Esterhammer-Fic)

Wake
It's 10:02
Between bone and sinew
You pray for trembling

States
Descend like snow
To fill your cracks and folds
Of abandoned control

Wait -
Burn away your clothes
(man was made to dance and not dance alone)
I'd die for a pure flow of self control
To own the soul of a million perfect blemishes

Bottle me up in something admirable if you'd like
As if it's true, as if I'm zen with no desire
With all your words, with every flailing bit of symbol
Wrap me up
But this is it
And nothing is hidden
Fate -
She'll walk through the gates
And I'll pretend to be more than this
Cold calculation

Until 12:26...
With the automatic moving of my joints to a rhythm -
The body's now a loose-leaf paper tear-stained with sincerity
And now illegible and plain

Bottle me up in something admirable if you'd like
As if it's true, as if I'm zen with no desire
With all your words, with every flailing bit of symbol
Wrap me up
But this is it
And nothing is hidden
Oh love just move
Move me