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  • Tears

    Tears

    Tears of pleasure,
    tears of pain,
    I fear both 
    make me feel 
    the same.

    When your eyes
    brace for the rain,
    it seems
    you and I
    can both be saved.

    Your sobs 
    are of
    my consequence.
    I swim to see
    a better man.

    Then I succumb
    to bathe again
    until your showers
    never end.

    I’ve never heard 
    such tragic joy
    than when
    your anguish 
    makes a noise.

    Cry for me.
    Drown out your voice.
    For once it’s dry,
    I’ll have no choice.

    I’ll knife you, 
    my dear,
    just for the thrill
    of knowing that
    you can be killed.

    I’ll nurse you,
    always,
    right back to health, 
    but only once
    I give you
    the tours of hell.

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  • Ladybug

    I glued two devil horns to the roof of my car. Now they have a visitor—a ladybug, gripping the repulsive red foam with just enough indifference that it may as well be a mirror. Red joined by specks of black. $12 adhesive. They could fall off at any time. So could she. Then who will keep me company?
    Tick. Tick. Tick. My gas bill rises as she as she reaches the tip. She hesitates, as if to acknowledge me, each step more deliberate, no matter how small. Is the red a reason to run or explore? Is the black empty or temping her for more? The horns stir her little wings enough to catch my attention, but not enough for lift off.
    $56 later. My gas clip shudders to a close. She has not yet made up her mind. Will she leave the horns behind or come along for the ride? The choice is not hers to make. She took just enough adhesive to steal what was once mine. The dark will leave just like her—in due time.