suicide lovers

forcing my word
down the throats
of suicide lovers

hoping that
theyre strong enough
to bleed out my poison

I have dug up juliettes bones
and sacrificed
at the altar of the lost

tasted the death
of a teenage lover
murdered by school boy hands

feasted on the flesh
of morrisons bones
and drank

from cobains
shotgun shattered skull
and it has brought me nothing