she brought to life those old
sharp straight lines
on her skin
oh honey to spite you she will
kill
your Baby your Love
with even sharper lines
nonchalant, to the tune of this selfish crime
she designed images of crimson desire
playful, painful
oh such delight!
"Look at the pain I can bear"
oh where were you last night
uptight
your Baby your Love
she was in bed
bleeding
crying
dancing, with dying in mind
she finally brought to life someone you'll now forever despise
(she remembers you singing, praising, dissecting names: ...light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul... the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth.
but that was when it was convenient
for you
before the drama
and now,
no more)
- Lo lee cuts, you sleep
(yes, I did the bad deed)
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photo by Mary Oloumi