turnpike

Requim for an Innocent Sinner

some tattooed love story mess
a used treasure map with a faded X
tu est mon reve mal
and you.
it's always a beautiful night
for suicide dreams
with bleeding lips
hiding cracks
suitable enough to drown in.
eyes forging sanity
with track marks like purple hearts.
and when i look up
you're never there anymore
to get lost in.