Into Gone

 

can’t find you now
not here where acid tears
sheer corrupted winds that rip
apart the tender raw
slices of this precious madness

I will shred those pretty paths
you must walk so dignified
muscled calves rock hard above
four inch carmine heels

how beautifully you etch
your sugar love
into the perfect Viking cross
carved across my broken skin

till all my rabid sin
screams your loss

till I can clearly see
inside your delicate jail
teeth clenched
chained to this old cold bench

till I can count the full
cost of souls on ice
and measure all
the crimson spice
falling
from our stillborn cries

till I feel our shared
desperation cling
to the highly polished steel
soldered deep inside our minds
where my molten thirst
pulls out to ride
your wild bucking tide

till all our naked dawns
burn and rise
you slip into your red disguise
and break the pink flamingo necks
of hurricanes no longer
held at bay

for we know the names
of all the walking dead
those like us that bled
then tried to die
but instead were forced
to barely stay alive

 

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