Dirty Ace of Hearts

Channeling you      
Looking everywhere      
Then suddenly      
You appeared      
A dirty version      
Former self      
Turned out      
Struggling to survive      
Your immaculate conception      
Poisoned on the avenue      
Splintered and struck      
I had choices      
Take you home      
Bathe you in sanctity      
Or leave you wounded      
For the next John      
To worship you      
Make you into his likeness      
Only to fail desperately      
As he won't know      
What I know
Alas
I’m not telling…