Here she comes now
See the rattlesnakes slither into
Hiding
Among the dying flowers?
Here she comes now.
Like warm blankets for the Indians
Like an infants crib turned casket
Like warm memories devoured by
Alzheimer's.
Remember all the nights you spent
Crying for her?
Here she comes now.
The assassin cuddles up closely
Running soft fingers over your bare chest.
Over your heart.
Here she is.
Remember the nights you thought
Suicide might be more tolerable
Than loneliness?
Here she is.
Staring deep into your tired,sorry eyes.
Into your needy soul.
You wanted her so badly.
Remember?
She does.
She pulls down her pants
And climbs into your bed
And you climb into her
There she is.
Your next death.
You feel so big
And so ******
Small again.