THE MALKIN JEWEL

I must have crawled through your bedroom door in a fit of jealous breath perched up on the Bacchus foot of your unsuspecting bed From the blossom rags of my jackal croon to the stems of this cinquefoil I give to you the shrapnel with which to sprinkle in her soil because all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack because you know I always set them for you And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps yeah you know they're gonna take me to you You wash it down with harlot soap Well is this is what you want? I'll paint your steps with the lilac stains of smelter revenant My cutlery is rattling in the dormant wooden drawers From the palm of my throne I beckon you to cut the orchid chord because all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack because you know I always set them for you And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps yeah you know they're gonna take me to you I know a girl that was woven in spindle and thread wrapped in a bivouac of taffeta scaffolding web she tosses and turns and wakes all the children in nest yawning with hunger they take turns of nourishment and she says somebody somebody help me is there anybody that can set me free? From the mountains of avarice I beg to you my ether turns flesh to gravel And all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack because you know I always set them for you And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps 'cause you know they're gonna take me to you And all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack because you know I always set them for you And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps yeah you know they're gonna