Candles drip waxen images of molten anger
into burning faces,
grinding teeth: seething, screaming.
It’s time to run with the tigers again
and knock on unknown doors
and who gives a fuck
if I’m with you?
It’s time to play with truth and destiny,
there are no rules when I’m with you.
Tempt me with your witchcraft
and I’ll sacrifice my loneliness,
let me inhale your ether of nothingness
…I’ll forever be your slave.
It’s time to run with the tigers again…
November 11th, 2024