Slide
out of broken glass beer bottles
to greet the yellow sun
as we pack our van together.
Lurch
onto baking highways
as i inhale your salty sweat
and feed on all your essence.
Ignite
those feelings of passion
you echo drummed away
into our white lace desert.
Pale
against the glowing horizon
your bleached contrary
visage in moonlight.
Awash
in feelings that you hate
for making you wonder
if you took the wrong trip.
Wallow
in the evening breeze
that builds its spite
at all your battles lost.
Allow
yourself a chaser
of barley and rye
mixed with laudanum.
Yell
in fury as you're tangled
in our white lace desert
as you wasted away with me.