Bloodless

Coiled veins
Wrapped around like endless spirals
Eyes of glassy marbles
And hair of tangled chains
Arms of heavy iron
And a heart that isn’t going
It seems like your old tactless engine
Isn’t pulling any chains
Your clothes are just a riot
Your nose is made of plastic
Insides stuffed with Styrofoam
Light a match and you’re on fire
You’d love to drown in bloodlust
Ignore the life that’s moves past us
But now you’ve nothing left to defend
Admit the fact you’re bloodless