zebrasindenver

if love is a rose

then sex is but lawn clippings

full of dog shit and cigarette butts

of all the whores

you stick like shit

to the ceiling fan of my life

blood

guts

and a soy cortado

have you ever heard a real piano

the sound of keys

to the locked doors of life

a curse on the man

that put filters on cigarettes

and pop music on the radio

stop crying for a second

and listen to your own heart breaking

beautiful

painful

and true

the charms of young women

pail in comparison

to the beautiful suffering

that a woman can bring upon us all

men

boys

the weak

there can be no hard feelings my dear

one cannot have the angst of a child

against a child

there is much to learn

and your time here has just begun

i am old to this world

and not long for it neither

not battle nor sickness shall take me this time

 this time

it shall be love

that removes me from your world

my desk needs a lamp

to light my dark words

finally i am free of your sins

at last you are free of my love

the devil and his ego

the queen and her servants