Curl my spine into candy cane curves
And crush my hands into ******* Jack shapes
Crack the crib of my ribs,
Crunching me– I cannot leave you!
Could you come closer
To this candid cadenza,
This carousel that carries a cavity in its creases?
Candy me, you confectionary killer!
Make me a caramelized, crème brûlée corpse!

I gotta clean up all my sins
I gotta clean up all my sins from yesterday.
Scrubbing the bloodstains out of my best dress
Wringing the tears out-- Oh, God, look at this mess!
I gotta clean up all my sins
I gotta clean up all my sins for Sunday, dear.

I took a ride to Hell and back today during that half second when you looked away just as I met your eyes. When I saw those eyes, those hazel eyes drunk on the wine of the young, your straw hair unkempt and your clothing exuding that imperfect sprezzatura that I loved to memorize, my stage-smile fell. Do you know how long I’ve waited for you to come home? Seven months of pretending, crumbled in half a second!


I took a ride to Hell and back today, staring at the mismatched bowtie around your neck. I saw it, but I didn’t see it.

Float among the lotus blooms
A sea of ashen white.
Soon your ship shall sail to port
And crush your bones to gold
To have and to hold
Out into the night.

Patiently, oh, tired eyes,
Sleep not until our ship arrives.

The sugar snow bears down in sheets,
Sickly waves of crystal hopes.
The wind, it sighs, it screams, it cries
Inside those coconut dreams.

Send me a poem on a paper plane
Take a stamp, stick it, and write your name.
Doesn't matter if you're across the sea
Your letter will find its way to me.

Send it out the window when no one's there
Watch it fly away without a care.
No one will read it but me and you
Darling, I promise-- I swear it's true.

I'll send you back a paper bird
With a message on it-- read every word.
I'll send it 'round the world to you
Just fly a letter across the blue.