it would be so nice if something made sense for a change.

Friday, November 4, 2011

my silent serial killer.

shhhhhhhhhhh..

finger pressed against my lips
handcuffed to the bedpost
my freddy krueger

blow smoke from my cigarette
out the window
it twists, spirals, writhes its way up
to engulf the glowing moon

footsteps in the fog
but no emerging figure
my silent serial killer

man of my favorite nightmare
smothering me with the pillow
out of love, darling, i know

the shadowed frame behind me
my night stalker
with a shiny silver dagger
plunge it in my heart
just for surprise

sharp pain shoots from my neck
sweet, intense adrenaline
two puncture wounds
drain the life out
i'll be your favorite victim
all for love, my dear

heavy weight upon me
hold me down, make me squirm
pouring potion down my throat
freezes the heart & slows the blood
captures the soul
but overheats the mind & body
feverish tears, burning up
tell me lies to keep me here
in this freezing hot love spell with you

pry open my eyes
peer into my soul
then decide your desires

oversee the horrors
kept inside my head
watch the eternally shattering heart
sweep itself back up again

like a circus freakshow
look on the acts in wonder
open your mouth to scream
but no sound emitted
you're in this silent movie
enslaved here forever
out of love, sweet darling
hush now, no one will hear

dirty tetanus needles
& rusty old tin can tops
creepy smiling clowns
hold me til the blood stops

until the room stops spinning
til the world will hold still at last
til the ground will quit its quaking
til the sky & stars collapse

& as i stare into your eyes
searching endlessly for something
finally i see the love behind them
the refusal of abandon
& the fear of remaining

just stay with me here
absorbing the life
it's all i have to give
it's all that you can take
feed on me, my love.

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