Unicorns puke rainbows
Vampires puke blood
Zombies puke brains
the colors don't stop

A girl once told me
that if my colors seem to fade
I should think of the memories
in my life that were great

let the love be tied and bleed with crimson flowing into each other's hearts & souls, forever in eternal bliss and harmony, for the no life king and his queen.

the jewelled hands. a finger each /
peel the skin and let her blood
meet the air. this is
unbecoming of a lady / she says i will
never marry; her mouth curves
around her
laugh, beckoning. taunting /
if you keep going ; lover
i'll be yours
always / and he drinks her in. consumption / consummation / salt and iron and lust. how have they lived
so long
he wonders, inside her, on her, in himself,
how could they breathe
without it ?