The Last Time

I want you to die beneath me

A yawning great chasm of darkness

Unfurling in your eyes

I want your death

Like air

Like the deepest river

Encased in your blue lips

Like the ocean

Rushing in to drown kingdoms

And send bodies adrift

Among the wreckage

I want you to die inside me

Know my demonic charms

My bloody thirst

Striking arms

Stretched over your head

I am the muscle that is always working

The tick in your jaw

The tension that broke the ligaments of your spine

I want you to die with me in your mouth

I want to split you in two

The earth rising up to meet your face

Your teeth clenched

The pines arching overhead

In a great funeral pyre 

To ride you harder

Faster

Beyond horizons on fire

And lips curled over sharpened teeth

I want you to die

As much as you want to live

As much as you want to stroke my inner walls

Feel the clutch and keening

Caught in the spider webbed trap of my hair

The grief of always wanting

Coupled with my hands sharply clasp upon you head

Breath is as damp as wind

Tears blur your vision

And the scene crumples

Collapses as ancient buildings

Ruins to gods long forgotten

To mysteries unending and unimportant

I want your death 

Deep down and honey sick

I want your last breath

In my mouth

I want your soul

Held in the glass

Of one world to the next

I want you

Dead

Buried in me

And always 

Mine

Wicked City

I fell in love with a ghost 

he tasted like air 

Smelled of spiders

And ancient attics

Kissed like an apparition 

But rarely got my name right

no one ever accused me of being beautiful 

no one ever accused me of being right 

But they did find out

That I was the reason

For all these bad times

it took a crime to make me smile 

it took a murder to get me 

right down to the bottom of my heart

It took a genocide

To make me scream with joy

I loved a ghost 

and made sure he had a home in Hell

 I'm the waste of a perfectly good alleyway 

I wanted him to haunt my skull

but my fingers wanted something else 

they wanted thick ropes of blood down my chin 

and shredded skin in my valleys 

I wanted Cannibal law

And to eat my enemies and lovers

I am catalyst 

at home in this wicked city 

with the whores and the liars and the Grim Reapers 

The killers and the torturers and the executioners 

I cast the ghosts out

As I cast love out

I am the Wicked they named this place after

They call me the Beast

And tremble at me breath