Tuesday, February 16, 2010

SilverBulletEyes

5 feet from your yellow door,
I laid last night, on pavement floor.
2 days before you asked for more.
"We're civil, I don't wanna civil war".

Imprints on my innocent thighs.
Undeniable truths and lies.
He was all over me, smashing me,
Like a base ball bat
Where were you? Were you inside?
Washed over me, all crimson tide.
Marbles holding prophesies,
Roll down my throat and into seas.
Your hands conducting thorough raids,
Like a game of sticky charades.
Bring me to the silver skies
Cannot bear your silver bullet eyes.
I can see your shadow mask,
Smell your heart while you drain that flask.
Evening presented you with hasty permission,
Completed, I fade into my fate submission.

I groan, you shiver,
Then I'm delivered.
A melody on burning numbers:
9,1,1, where's my slumber?
My mind is flooding rapidly,
Body numbing abashedly.
Lifted into scarecrow stares.
Whispers heard, are they hushed prayers?
Bumpy ride- before, then now.
A blurred edge: what did i allow?

Burning anguish fills my womb.
Satan skipping around my tomb.
My eyelashes flicker and my tongue gets thicker.
I look to you.
Are you coming with me? C'est seulement le debut.
Sparkle in those eyes
Something I recognize

BANG

Revolver in your glance.
I've been shot by the bullet Romance.

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