If this could thicken anymore<br>
than speaking would be impossible.<br>
If this could gain any strength<br>
I would be lifting cars with my finger<br>

You could thin it...<br>
even make super heroes look normal.<br>

I could change in an instant<br>
distraught to comely<br>
from yours, to the garbage's.<br>
Would I prefer fickle over the smell of a century alone sinking in?<br>

Where as fickle is, insomnia dwells<br>
on the breath<br>
on the pillow<br>
and on those lying eyes.<br>

One day I will get the chance to look upon them.<br>
And you will thin me<br>
And you will make me feel normal.<br>