This corpse hacks the woman to death

Your weightful words are black witchcraft chants
sweet silver dagger flame lips i long to kiss
i've broken a quaint cozy life that i built
this clay monster waits for lightening
sparking bolts bring fourth life

read plastic surgeon generals warning labels
drank honeyed chemicals of a Minx
down the hatch i swallowed every line
poison from the cunning makers own design

she shuffled
dealt the draw of Loves keen thrust
passed on sour hand me downs
lethal dose demands attention
Queen of folded purple paper hearts

nefarious in natures curling arms
yet slumbers hung in lovers nights
and dawning days chill
still set on her iron maiden of a mere thought
close me up in this execution device of existence