gypsykiss

each way has gone
before
stumbling down
uneven rules
shadowplayatnight
ringing ears
the dread of morning
waking up beside
oblivion and the
price we pay
for this
art
mending hearts
shooting up the
dark with needles
of gypsykiss
honey
stiff like jelly
running money inside
empty wallets
loaded fingers full
of rain
or the thunder on
her lips
mouthing out each
vowel in the name
of silence
i want the angel
riddled in blue
or its equivalent
in drugs
something to
shift these shapes
back into something
familiar
something to
even this odd