Army of Lovers by Lee Ryan

obsessed

i came to see
you

(bizarre) messages and
my dream

was not the same

i felt like flying

but my mildly dusty wig
and
soiled blue shoes

i put on petit fours
to

be by myself
and

flew on rocket ships
to

get to you

but

then you didn't want me.
i

fell down. i
woke disheveled from my  (dream)
and

took the impressed heart
you

left in
my chest cavity
and

finally

gave up on you...