why do i keep on looking for love
in the sand?
or in the naked trees that shiver when
the wind breathes
or in the blue forests where the
foxes don't stay
or in the land of honey where the
world is yellow,
but it isn't sweet
so, why did i sleep in your neck
when i could have been a full moon?
i could have made a home out of
the sun's dead glow
but, i stayed in the cold
because my heart is gold
and today, my heart is gold
but there's a tint of steel
so, i left
for the ocean
and i left you
in the desert
and you melted like
a popsicle on june 21st
i watched you and i didn't save you
because you could've picked anywhere,
so why did you pick sahara?
i could repeat the same rhyme,
but we all know how that ends
and i shouldn't have to tell you again
a poison jaw
an oil spill
and a cold,
decaying
kiss of brittle
ice
p.s.
fuck off
or, drown in
a witch's spit
p.p.s.
burn bitch burn
