i almost believed you

i dance on the sharp edges lining up like meat for a butcher  graze your arm lightly against me and watch the earth stop spinning your eyes look off somewhere far away the shapes your mouth makes dont make much sense. brand new box outside my door but i find the same old inside  i almost believed you. bloody mary bloody mary bloody mary at least i can be sure to see her when i call a warm hug on my neck it should be her but the hands feel strangely like mine (or are they yours?)