Sweep me backwards into nostalgia
Kiss me saccharine, faithless in the
Widowing rays of a nocturnal farce
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Paint me with the sweat of your
Writhing flesh deliver me unclean,
Through the repeated application of
Your villainous intentions, summon
The white light of a heady amnesia
Speak to me as your mistress, not as
The wife scorned and abandoned by
The treachery of your misplaced organ
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Drag my name across your tongue
Slow and sadistic like a blade. End
Me with paroxysm and heat lightening
Like a summer’s night, humid in the
Onset of a wine-ingested decay
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A witch’s spell, a moon sick fairytale
In the morning thoroughly spent,
Boneless as a mescaline mindtrip
I’ll remove the ring from my finger
And retreat into the dessert, a lizard
Priestess, tepid blood migrating toward
The reliable warmth of soldiering sun