Love is Dead

-michael hoblak

Bleed my heart,

Bleed it good,

Like we both know,

Only you could.

Slit my throat,

Slit it slow,

So I gawk,

Like the blackest crow.

Eat my flesh,

Eat it hasty,

Add some ketchup,

To make it tasty.

Break my back,

Break it sound,

Then bury me deep,

Down in the ground.

Rape my soul,

Rape it hard,

Say goodbye forever,

With a Hallmark card.

fin.