Tuesday, June 29, 2010

the devil is really in the details.

its the taste of planned death
that i know all too well.
teach me your ways.
what was is that you want-
you only like me for my neck and throat.

come midnight -

i am the young and over sexed.
- the whispher during mass.
- the cake after sex.
i am the crack in your mothers back
and the notch in your bedpost.
i am the devils best flaw

- the moment before you sleep.
- the future in your morning coffee.