My mistake
Was loving you too hard.
My regret
Was never telling you
That I needed love back.

You're a lightning shock. It's not a cliche, I mean it literally,
Static electricity, you physically ******* me,
I'm down to earth, keep you grounded, you're a live-wire,
Got me trapped, so I follow you like the Pied Piper,
Can't you see you're charging me? I'm cardiac arrested,
It's battery, and I'm having a heart attack, it's desperate,
But I'll be back, resurrected, you're a defibrillator,
Lips are tasers, this isn't safe but I live for danger.

Hand on my chest, restarting my heart's rhythm,
Arteries risen, you've always been the spark in the system.

Beneath the Roses,
Down stairs of bone,
the Twilight has fled,
and I am home

At the Nightclub Carnival,
Six-Six-Six Feet Under,
Morphine Martyrs dance with
******* Thunder

Lost among the Nocturnal Nymphs,
the Wildflower Cannibals eat
Innocence.

Violet Vapors
Scholars of Marijuana
Let's **** the Beatnik Babes
into a different genre.

We are New York Fairies and
their ****** Brothers.
Our hearts play on vinyl,
we're the Devil's lovers.

I've become my own Altar,
for the dead pray to None
Under Ginsberg's Grave,
The Party's just begun.

- M.R

Have
You
Ever
handled
something
a
little
too
roughly
and
it
just
...
broke?