
Chloroform works quite a treat
As a poison it’s effective and neat
Breath deep in the scent
You’re soon heaven sent
Riding a perfume that’s sweet

Chloroform works quite a treat
As a poison it’s effective and neat
Breath deep in the scent
You’re soon heaven sent
Riding a perfume that’s sweet
Bruised pink house, smashed metal hive
Stained gutter grill draped across the drive
Howling lawnmowers fight cascading children with dogs
Echoing the pothole blasted street clogged
With neon-blood reflectors clumped in headstone Mass
Bent dangerously low in overgrown grass
Choking dirty grey bins, stained and chipped basketball net
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it’s easy to look back at my old pals and remember
there’s billy who ended up wrapped around a telephone pole
and mcconie who got shived on the docks
motier got his when a drug deal went bad
they’ve been dead a long time now so they’re not going anywhere
i’m still ticking wishing that someone cared enough to shiv me or rob me or drive me headfirst through a car window
The Fae are people most fine
Beware their food and their wine
They’ll bewitch you with sin
Draw your soul deep within
As you pass over to the Divine

Mash up the bones and the feet
Goblins enjoy their sweet meat
Pluck the eyes from the head
Don’t worry if they’re dead
The spoils will all taste just as sweet
Of you, I do remember dear
The nights, the ways you promised me
To love forever, to ever be
My heart, my life, my unshed tear
Yet you forsook me
Broke my heart
Our bond torn roughly, ripped apart
Tinderbox burnt down for all to see
You never ever really cared
Only I the one who truly dared

With glass, she would merrily eat
Crunching slivers instead of her meat
With a mouth full of blood
Demented cow with her cud
Don’t ask me how she drank from the teat
Pale yellow dishwater woods lashed by grey winter torrent
Wet angered trails moan in wooden demand through the Dune
Weathered, beaten slipstream tarmacs ghost in river echo current
As the sun sets in dismal decay sloughing towards old woman moon
With lips parted, tongue wet
I trace your velvet inner thigh
Our sex a welcome sweet banquet
For me to pledge, to crucify
Myself in slavish, eternal abandon
You open yourself to my taste
Wings spread, keening swan
Trumpeting your joy, your haste
To return my love in wanton
Desire, no fear of being abased
Nor turned away in teflon
Carelessness or defaced
Dedication. We pledge ourselves attaining
True union in our joint ordaining.