the lady wore blackA Poem by Michael SabinoThis is from 2009, when I used to write under a female-gendered pseudonym (and often in character). The very minimal use of punctuation is intentional.hey johnny cadillac you better start dreamin up a cowboys epitaph right quick cause come tomorrow im headed your way with my dress made of midnight when youre all whiskey breathd and pullin your bed sheets right up to your gooseneck ill appear with the oozing smile of a botched abortion and youre gonna know what ive come for by the colors drippin down my chin by the acids runnin from my guts and yellowin up my eyes and theyre sure as s**t gonna find you theyll find you when i want them to and hell they could find me too hot bothered and butchered (once i move through your guts like a glacier slowly lovingly with the careful precision of a death-browned polar bear maw) theyll see your corpse when it dances and theyre gonna say just because it's twitchin dont mean it aint dead <3 desi darlin © 2014 Michael SabinoReviews
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