Part: ONZE

I'm just the medicine.

With a needle in your eye and a bullet through your teeth, the faerie sparkles fall around you and you throw your head back to laugh but, nothing comes out. You got them from that blond girl, the one who you swam with to the moon. She's tarnished silver, but I'm gold.

Blued out, with a diamond-star halo, grandiloquent apathy is smeared across your lovely little face. there's serenity in your eyes and suh-suh-serendipity in your mind. A lie slips out and je regrette. You are pretty and I an poison. I want you, but I hide it. I keep it in the shadows away from you, away from him, but it shines through red on my face. I long to touch you, to hold your splendid frame in my hands and have you hold me tight. your bruises on my flesh, eating at my virtue [or at least what was left of it when you got to me]

He lets me wind my fingers in his hair and we trod on daisies. You're playing music in the background and it binds me to him. When we finally kiss goodnight, it's toxic and it leaves a sour-sick taste in my mouth. Your ravenesque hair falls down your shoulders and there's a few more greys from the last few weeks. He and I drink honey and wine on my bed and I dream of him, but you shade the edges and hold it up after teaching me everything I know. [Each feature improved, each movement refined and eyes like a showroom...]

You dig your nails into my neck and rip down. It shreds my skin and dyes me red. Simple syrups drip between us and we spin. The red spatters on the ground and created spyrographic designs on the carpet.

You're sugared.

Your pillow is stained with tears and you swallow it.

You're leather and I am wind.

It's all water under the bridge but, you're drowning in it while I fight to save you from the current and swim at the same time. I look to the sky in greyscale and things reverse. Suddenly we're flying and the sky is under our feet. But, we burn up in the atmosphere and disintegrate into nothing. We rematerialize in retrospect and the blue surrounds our heads once more. It's sweet and sultry, oh so duh-duh-divine in my glass and on your lips.