skinblade

Still I want it. Still
you laugh and i can’t help but
love.
Breathe
like a super awesome black incendiary call of higher magnitude.
Still you call and I can’t
help but answer.
This is momentary, but all i want.
Look,
it’s all falling apart.
Like predicted except you’re looking all hopeful. My face is
blank
and wanting you to take control.
But I’m all out of weakness so I
bring it close and bring it hard and bring you more than
you can handle so this is how the end
is beautifully
created
into
something
so magic –
all so surreal.
Presence in the incredi-
like all blasting
high pitched
low bass
and uninhibited with a little
belittlement
so it’s barely noticeable. You
look like
you’re going to collapse
but the end
of the world
isn’t all
you thought it would be –
all i thought
it would be so
i stand up and suck it up and
you think it’s like a dream.
A dream you can’t stop.
Crazy and wrong like a wet
dream
of unsatisfying ending.
Cursing at
god
but wanting it
all to satisfy.
I can’t help you now.
All I can do
is hold your limp and dead body like it’s
all for a cause even
though it’s not. Just like an angel you breathe
Just like a devil you scheme to
make sure i slip in to your eternity.
And i whole-
heartedly agree to bring it all to an end. As best I can.
With a slow and steady cut.
But i can’t wait to see you stop
and drop
all dead in my arms.
Again.