...
the mud is silky smooth enough for a new something today
in the tiny garden of secrets planted the LiLiac way
the roses are a snowfrozen white & the violets a blissful rage
theres an eternal spot for you inside this blooming cage
my darling dear we have tried to pieces... so many bits of things said
but tonite youre receiving a heated machete slicing to the head
again like every other, you were a complete word-it-all this evening
& this time my tempertantrum was determined to fucking stop your breathing
dragging your once-loved-by-me body thru the Texas dirt
of midnite Southern roaches, dog piss & shells of bees... more than your worth
then stopping to think of how my purple will no longer be your slave
i smile & savagely kick you into your 'with love, Lili' grave
no more insane, no more loud silence
no more dam games & no more word violence
making your blood disappear into sheer while i sing&dance
not caring what i just did to you cause you had your chance
& yes darling, ima celebrate us & our kinda love forever on this day
by throwing a shot of tequila onto your secret place
...
{'FrozenRose' pix by mv79}
