Sick

our lovemaking
on screen
was never
forseen as a
seed of
a
scarlet
rose beneath the
sea of spines
nonetheless
    w e
              a r e
  h e r e

Twisted

her lips tasted of
champagne
and cherries
smudged by
someone else's
tongue;
                but i kissed
                my death
                and demise
                because of
                l o v e

Vermillion

       the cool hard tiles
in the shower

    mixed
   with the
          sinking
    trace that

i have of her. water

water

             water

       rolling along

   in streams
blending with
             my blood
           and
  gore
      and
         tears
      tears
                  tears
       infused
    with
         sour salt
                                and
        bitter thoughts

she  n e v e r

       came back

    so did her

                           p r o m i s e s

Locked Up

let me out
of this fucking
cage so
my fingernails
can dig beneath your
soft supple skin
and destroy your
i n n o c e n ce

you have the
  k e y

Gamble

rip these skins
    glued upon
    my pale,
paled  w r i s t s
    lined
    with trains of
    dried-up
    closed self-
inflicted  w o u n d s
    and smother
    me in air of
pretty  p h r a s e s
     that depict
     life and
t r a g e d y