Interior Lulu Marillion

As you lie there on your bed
Beneath the face of Louise Brooks
With your makeup and your teddy bear
And your C. S. Lewis books
Bad seed
You're a bad seed
You're a decadent in chrysalis
Waiting sleepily to emerge
When you'll visit every seedy need
Of your random obsessive urge

All the ruses that you use
All the food that you refuse
All the dust and tired air that feeds interior lulus
All the poisoned attitudes
And the lust for the unknown
And the second best that devils use
To make this world their own
Interior lulu
Interior lulu

Every rainy day by e-mail
As you lie there on your bed
Another virtual page arrives
There will be times when you remember me
Of the chapters you'll be writing
As the voices echo in your head
In the book called wasted lives
As you read Henry and Anaïs