Moving Pictures from Deleted Scenes by Lilly Wolf

I’m in the white heat
Out on the concrete
Knees to the pavement I spit
I’m making reds and blues
Run in violet hues
And I’m dizzy from it

I’m coming upturned
Like a ruptured balloon
You’ll see me blinking with my insides removed

I could be the one making diamonds out of blood
Cutting my lip
I could be the one with the paper on my tongue
I’m dizzy from it

All these moving pictures making me sick
I get dizzy I get dizzy from it

I’m in the main arcade the electric lane
And it’s painfully bright
Lit and luminous
Bleeding ruinous
Noise and poisonous light

I held a map up in my hands
It bled and all the colors ran
I saw the symbols and the words
But when I blinked the colors blurred
I could be the one
I could be the one

• Pop
• dance
• dance pop
• indie pop
• indie rock
• synthpop
• New York