Corpse boy

Corpse girl

Are dancing

A romance of twisted spines

And bent feet

Over a moonlit road

Full of solemn promises

And half whispers of decay


Perhaps in a life

We would have parted already


A corpse flower

For a corpse boy, said the girl

All my entrails are on display

A putrid reminder

Of my faults

Stolen kisses in backseats

Broken promises

Hidden under skimpy black dresses


It’s true

In life we would have already parted


A death embrace

For a death girl, said the boy

Hold me closer so I can recall

What supple flesh is

So I can imagine

You are my forever

To hold and have

As you disintegrate under my fingertips


Even in life

I would have found a way to never part



I will search for you still

When the last hand is held

The last breath is taken

When we are separated by a cosmic sea

Desperately ruddering our boats

To the shining of each heart.

So hold my hand tightly

Kiss me softly

And take the years as they come.

May they be long


I live here

Breathe here

Caress it and watch me slip right out

I’ve tormented it

Been tormented by it (why the confines?)

But a slow and silently respiration tells me

I’m nothing without my skin


It tells my stories

Defines my borders

Protects my inner-workings

Seems so simple

In all of its complexity



A dark fucking winter

The young despair

The thin-backed stretch and break

Under the weight of their own pain

Scars we are no longer ashamed of

Remind us

We are only trying to be better

Perpetually waking under a dim sky

Scratching out hollows

In our ice laden hearts

Waiting for the thaw