you were decayed and lonely.
poisonous.
mold grown into tiny creatures.
worming out of the soil.
like four leaf clovers, misplaced.
the darkest depths.
deeper than




robbing trains.
like lollipops
out a baby mouth’s.
rattling my bones.
you sized up your prey.
counting how long i stood tall.
your disdain.
my unstable ways.
you hid.
i seeked.
you’re scared of what i might do.
i’m the one with the knife
pointed at you.
that’s how close i got to you.
at least that’s what you thought.
entangled in my limbs.
my arms wrapped around you.
not another word.
the choir has sang.
the silence has been broken.
you think.
i’ve been sent to kill you.

isn’t that right?

a knock at the door.

such a silly little girl.
tricks are for kids.

darlings, sit.
please, i insist.

the guests have arrived.

just in time!
my sweet blueberry pie.

it’s like i’m addicted
to being stabbed.
like lightning
the way i let you
electrify me.

then let me burn.
like telephone poles.

always coming back
for one more round of pain.

cigarette smoke breaks.
i never did find you.

lost in the cave.
where time sways.
heaven sends.
the winds bore the birds.

i keep checking the days
by counting the rats.
in the basement haze
enveloped in your head.

the man waiting at my door.

killing me with conversation.
sadistic appeal.
persuasions of emptiness. 

he had ran his mouth,
the whole town and i knew.

he bled through in public.