there she sits on her ****** throne
playing her red piano
until she can no longer see Earth
until she is dancing with angels in heaven
and kissing devils deep in the heart of hell;
she plays and plays
until she can feel no more,
until her legs are shaking
until her lips are quivering.

she plays until she has silently screamed in ecstasy
and she sees in yellows,
and in between notes
she looks at him with red tinted hatred;
a passion,
a masochistic need
her red piano is seared into his memory

for how can he forget the blood that spilled from the keys
and the venom from her mouth,
for in that moment
he knew the severity of his sins.