Bang! the smoke trails off of your fingers...

The smell of skin and blood, I find, tends to linger.
I can still taste it dancing in the air, intoxicatingly sweet
And just like you, utterly nauseating.

You smiled at me from 100 feet above...

The shape of your teeth morphing into needles,
And with morphine qualities, I inject them into me
Alongside every memory.

Satisfied with your ****, you pulled out your dagger...

Your weight haunts me,  
Clinging to my body like a frightened babe,
A desperate lover, an infectious parasite.

You carved deep into my chest, claiming your trophy...

I don't miss it.  
The erratic pangs of guilt and hope and hurt, worst of all
That ******* love, who'd always shove rejection in my face.

My heart beat in the comfort of your palm as I felt crimson rain...

Death pitters and patters, tapping bony fingers across my skull
Thoughts he has encumbered in my head leave life null,
His scythe slices, dull.  

You smiled at me from 100 feet above, the sun blinding...

I'm your dog.
Shove my nose in ****, scratch my back. Leash me to the past,
I know all of the tricks- spin and sniff, follow the tracks.  

Bang!  

-SLuR