push with all of my strength into your stricken soul.
ghouls with hands of smoke invoke the vixen, watch her blend
in the backlight with authority like a hyper watercolor,
dimensionless and fluid. you break everything but my heart.

slut of the sweet world flaunting stability and torture,
these bullets of lust kiss the rust right from my lips
dripping bloody passion! fire red and formed exotic,
i am not afraid to love you & i am not afraid to hurt you.
in the wild kingdom it all ends up destruction,
use violence as your vehicle to trap me in seduction,
i’m the antiquated lover; knuckle draggers make me blush.

old ghosts bury themselves in indigo flower beds,
paint the stems that hold our heads
onyx. noir. i mean, intoxicatingly dark enough to hide this submission.

auroras breathe and spiral in your eyes,
i’m so lost but the bright lights don’t bother me at all.
i might be giving myself away to say
i don’t believe in demons but you make me evil,
and if i can’t fuck you then i’ll fuck you up.