Deep between your ribs my eyelash falls
Cracking the wanting of hope
the pull to the abyss
Your cold blood shifts inside your eyes
warming up the blue behind the veil.
All I want is you.
Short, deep breaths and your panther move.
Your worn, fucked, tired, I-don't-give-a-shit body taunting the cells of my spine.
There's nothing I want more than you.
Misery descends.
I touch the curl of your raven hair.
I taste your desire through my fingers.
I inject myself with the meat of your lips.
There's only ONE game to play.
I let you steal pieces of my flesh like a thief in the night.
A bandit, a city cowboy. A Jack Daniels. A Jesse James. A black cat.
You crossed my road and I crawled through it in a daze.
And still the smoke from your gun smells sweet.
Still I worship the dirt of your mind.
Still you crave that velvet heaven -
like no other heaven, or hell on Earth
and no other craving, or wanting will do
The desire
to rewire
a breath that's too shallow
a life too short
an existence betrayed.
