Come into my room and let us fuck like lizards, let us fuck like they did before the world was made; inventing and reinventing our bodies, redrawing the blueprints in bed sheets and candle wax,
A drink to your health and beauty as I lose myself, once again, in a glass filled with as much wine as it will hold. From glass to bottle, bottle to bottle, unheard. Your ears awash
It’s so sad to think of the bother we had put ourselves through to keep our raft afloat, to keep our fling in motion, to keep Love’s young brother alive, like some twisted Frankenfucker,
Every time I see you it tears me apart like a mad dog-sans-muzzle because I know that “Goodbye” has to be said, and saying “Goodbye” seems to misplace pieces of heart,