Blood on the agnostic soul,
We whisper prayers and poetry
Into a cup of coffee,
Sipping them as they brew into
Passion, lust and loving –
I swirl it with an idle straw,
Your lips, they twist me bare and raw,
We mix our drinks and
Watch them burst to flame.
You love me like a checkerboard,
Your fingers play, we grind and sweep
But our lives remain unclean,
we stay unseen,
and in ten years, you’ll try to wean
me off philosophy.
I loved you with intensity – electric storms
Sparked by our words, we slit our hips,
We know we’re cursed.
By this point, we have already become infamous “we”.
Mentos intellectual, I’m your cheap cola,
Your taste, your point, the sensual –
Together, we are chemistry and with you,
I am on my knees:
Douse the lights and wax my eyes,
Justify and stay alive,
Extremist, you abuse me and you’ve
Always bound or used me, you know
You’ll never loose me so
Admit one, café de vice,
Everyone else must pay the price.
