nietzsche

Stegosaurus

get requiem
find a new city
Im in back alley
with a paint can
and love

sixteen pence for a rose
twenty dimes for a bag
kill the driver, steal the cab
break into my house
with love

love
love

here is the right
small hand of a child
there is the block
you shot up
with love

every wolf
is in my house
knawing the furniture
exchanging hits
with love

love
love

we arent progressing
the sun is melting
as we adjust our glasses
and trip over our own two feet
with love

this spot is soaked in blood
and church organs
tell you their story
of an argosy of dealers
selling love

love
love

its all for now
none for later
speak softly as
the rain bullets beat our back
like love

sharp and sour
heavy and coarse
a warm saltwater bath
and you are forgiven
from love

love
love

you will need it no more
you have become
superior and ghostly
an apple core of a girl
without love

no sound satisfies thee
no hard brush or
kiss away shall please
thy jaundiced eyes
devoid love

love
love

pieces of your mouth
break off as you try and
say those words you were
never meant to announce
eye love

love
love
you.

one rope
holiness
doesnt dull
all your sense
ghost girl
death girl
love love
less girl
say goodnight.