would you mind if I made you swallow my fist?
you were never good for anything but your guilt
take me to where you kill lovers, show me their
flesh eaten faces. your lucidity burns my irises
then, darkness. have you ever imagined burning
me alive? do my words build pillars in your hell?
I have a bullet with your name on it and a kiss
to imprint onto your spine. bang, bang, bang.