Saturday, October 1, 2011

Dribble in my head

You belong to a place inside my head
Where love is dead
And only a carcass now lives
Of something once beautiful
Dig it up, love
Check the rotting flesh
For fresh sutures
Maybe there’s life still in those weary bones
Run your hands along the spine
Of a broken back
Missing vertebras
Is where our future now lies
Every time you fuck me
I hope you ask yourself
How it feels to fuck the dead