into my arms to see how it felt
she was a hauntress, she cast a spell
was it too soon to celebrate?
a week was impossible to wait

i wanna relive it just to revoke
all that was wasted, all that we spoke
all things fair, she's fallen to black
she's safer as ash now, safer as ash

Jersey

missing the idea of company, the knock at 1 to let me know that even though she's gone i'm in her head,
that i should go to sleep conditionally upon the possibility of being taken from my dreams as soon as it's worn off.

i could feel her teeth, her shaking teeth, her kitchen feet atop the bed, my legs entangled in her legs.
but was it all for me, and just for me (the festered feast), and am i lonely just for her and only just for her and her for me?

Carom