zebrasindenver

i am so intoxicated with your all

i will fall drunk

and stupor

till you revive me

jesus bleed on the cross

and hemingway bleed on his typewriter

and i

not a saint

nor a poet

well me my love

i shall bleed in your passionate lies

What a beautiful evil

what evil beauty

what has become of sainthood

well

i drowned it in the river of your eyes

i knew no evil more vile than mine

till i met you

your wicked wicked love

i will think of you forever

till sleep captures me

and i wake

a pure evil once again

my evil

my love

me

ha, ha, hahaha

evil bastard

who’s next

you?

less than existing

more than evolution

a love born

to a friendship buried

goodnight angel

that lies so scared

and so naked in my arms

so naked in my mouth

and so

so heavenly far away.