ALICE

Come sit down and talk to me
Tell me of the sound of rain
Lay your ashes at my feet
In lovely circles of disdain

Details to make devils blush
Words exchanged for blocks of time
Through the mirror cracked, you rush
Innocence destroyed by crime

Scars are nurtured with regrets
Notches etched upon my blade
The sound of rain we’ll soon forget
Upon this bed of thorns we’ve made

Come lay down and speak with me
Tell me of the sound of lies
Words wrapped in eternity
Angel in a grand disguise

Shines above my bed and smiles
Slits the darkness into thirds
Wanting more while she beguiles
Swallowing her weight in words

Come wake up and taste the dawn
Tell me of the sound of pain
Swords of wrath we fall upon
Lovers you refuse to name

Except for Alice on your lips
Question marks you can’t escape
Tongue tied tight in velvet strips
Eyes wide shut with masking tape

Ask and ask again for naught
Did her leaving slip your mind?
Flick of wrists you fast forgot
Stitch in time with cat-o’- nines

Lashes for the guilt you bear
Thin red lines to place the blame
Pulling ponies in her hair
Pain for pleasure’s one the same

All she wants is fun for fear
Close to loss but not enough
Keeping pretty demons near
Chains the angels of her love

EVERY WICKED BIRD
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TM DiSarro