1 “Try & Die Bitch”
Sometimes it’s lonely when the devil leaves me alone;
I never said it so why on earth would you leave me alone,
you weren’t my bitch but I was always ready to lick it like a dog with a bone,
when you were around.
Such a sweet cologne.
Under Victorias Cave, was it burnt spaghettini or was it macaroni?
Never your homme, never your humbre, never the one to hold you when you’re lonely.
You and Don taught me things I bet you didn’t know;
like how progressive relationships would sail if all our hearts could show.
Tell me things I don’t want to know.
Direct me deep inside to your light that doesn’t want to glow;
that eccentric shadow,
your true self, thy new self, there is the hallow.
Pour me in and say less no one knows the direction of the swallow.
One day I might need you to lend me love, your inspirations to borrow.
Maybe I’ll see you in a year or few but I’m sure I’ll see your spirit tomorrow.
The Late Bestial Butcher 1991 - 2091
By: imuzi Thompson
© May 31, 2021