Lilith in Sagittarius

I never had syrupy words
      for you to discover
              buried in the dark on crepe paper
       when I am hardly alive/

  Ignore the butchered woman
         outside. Black Dahlia was a
                  ritual sacrifice____

Do me proper,
     tease me in public. What is your
  concept of ownership?

         Drink a little more poison.
                  We’ll high-rise together.
   You hate to love me
                as hard as you do when
      I’m toxic.

      Even Nostradamus never
       saw me coming.


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