the alligators are at the bay,
but there is no water in the lake.
the sun shines only to heat the dead.
the land is full of bodies,
the ones you and i slayed.
grief is a bottomless pit--
thank god that i am not
the only one who is falling.
sleep knocks on your eyes
but you know we can't afford a dream.
the tender tendons of hope
are sticking out our bruised lips--
we cut them with each other's teeth.
all the doctors are dead,
but you asked me for a bed
so i'll take you to a cemetery
where we can play musical graves--
choose each other a plot.
the wolves have lend me their nails,
i'll find a way through the muds and twigs.
put myself in the place of your ribs
so i could hold your heart in me
hold it till it rots; maybe a month.
and when they dig us out--
it will be a sad comic display
to see me turn by arms into a crib
just to swadle you to your last sleep.
you snore into my bones,
filling the porous sticks with bliss.
i promise that out of all the bodies,
you will remain the favorite that i killed.
i am aware that you
wanted to leave a souvenir,
but we can not copulate
in this world we reside in.
and, when we are summoned
in front of the lord,
we will have sex for the last time.
witness be the paradise's prying eyes,
your womb will end up carrying a universe--
and, the birthmarks it will bear
will in fact be the scars
from the attempt of its murder--
i know, we won't be able to help it.
but, we will make the best parents.
*IT* will be a child of love.
the only thing that love could ever bloom into in this godforsaken wretched place is injustice. my lover reeks of sin, and she has taken me with her.
beautiful beautiful film. made me think a lot.
