We Owned The Night, Even If It Was Fleeting

I draw lines on glass cut with aces
stains remain
after the sharp inhale
sniiiiiiiiiiiif
lick those last remnants
greedy to fill the emptiness
of holes shotgun blasted
through the epicentre
of my chest

there's an empire of dirt best seen through
owl sized eyes
things that scurry
hide beneath
a hunters moon
it touches nervous ticks and over fired
brain cells

my heart hurts
races like horses thundering
over barren plains
froth at their lips
beauty in the chaotic rapture

you could have it all
an empire built in the squalid
wanderings of the damned
bring me black with a scythe
that cuts into my prey

let me take you to hedonistic realms
taste my tongue on your lips
the flavour of smoke
swirls in delicious cancer

wisps lick your neck
drift as dreams of coke
fry your cells
we
we owned the night
bled the blood of carnage
and you
are still tattooed
on the inside of my eyelids