we only get this one life
& we’re setting it on fire
how cool is that?
even the xtians know
jesus had to die for what came next
& maybe we’re running toward destruction
because we know how it saves
my religion is my mother’s:
we both love
a reckless dead man
who told us
just keep loving
it’ll be okay
lately i’m blank
like maybe i can’t love
only want
& it’s like —
it’s like blood, somehow
first on the list
last to scream a goodbye
& yes i’m thinking about
everyone here
loves! i feel you all
self preservation never made a good story
self immolation: nothing’s sexier
so:
you can fuck my ashes
& brag about it, later.
mattress dungeon 