a gristle stuffed in my mouth

fresh dug graves. old dried graves. angel of darkness.
we lived among the people. deadmen, drowned boys, self murderers, rapist victims, uncaressed. unborn children, spilled seed. sinners burned alive. sad bones washed by the rain, dried by earth, warmed by Lucifer starlight.
black dahlia's sheding blossoms, tattered petals on his grave. iloveyouboy. i-love-you-boy. this fall is fireing me down, are you to witness my withering, are you with me to the end.

 we lived among the dead.  i think you say, a convenience store. and i too have been touched by the devilish one. cursssed forever. here in the woods, the howl and scream of the dead bones is all i hear. i cant get enough of you. i feel your presence near, i can't get enough. LOVEME. scream and howl, and drown the song in my head. it says:

 "come the dead, assuage us broken, suffering from lust. wounded, love bitten. take our pains. we are bleeding out milk. prolapsed guts. food poisoend. bruised clavicle. always cold feet. nursing crushed limbs. shivering in stress. awaking in vomit, daydreaming dead. drugged out and fucked up. let's swap around??"

...i so much wanted to live. in the beginning, i was just his seed being spilled away. i wonder how many of them were swallowed and died unborn. but me, i was a survivor. i grew up into a fancy fruit. always trippin out, feeding on brains. your boyfriend. your boyfriend is being dissolved in my gastric juice while you're out there, bitch. i am much more wet and delish than you imagine. my name is Babs, his name is... i don't remember. his grave has been hidden too well.

if i ever gave a damn, i would've said- be careful boys, careful with your seed. you just dont know what monsters you can beget.

may the death and despair be with you.