Blue Hot

Blue hot but cold to the touch

I’ll stop you living too much

Every time I take a photograph

I stenograph my blueprint

Blue hot and turning to ash

You’ve got more credit than cash

Every time I take a photograph

I stenograph my blueprint

But if for some reason

The photo won’t print

Then the blue heat will burn me

Like sweet peppermint

Blue hot all over the place

My gods are frozen in space

Every time I take your photograph

I stenograph your blueprint