She asks me to understand her grief
I sleep beneath it
A pillar of flowers I hang my head with
I am surrounded by your hurt
(Well, at least the noose was beautiful)
Darling, I would undress your wounds
If I could
Like them clean
Heal with my tongue until you had no more feeling
But love is fleeting
and I am no better than the next one
Bury my mind with petals
Burn my eyes in haste
I want to forget
What it felt like
To discover hate