She

Oh apothecary, 

Thy drugs are quick,

Pour the honey on,

My Chelsea grin to fix,

Awaken me to the lark and,

Hearken the song –

Warmth from beneath the once hollow lungs –

Bodies move as waves of light,

Blood turns to liquid sugar,

Betwixt the sun and moon,

I watch me watch me,

Watch she watch she,

Oh apothecary,

Hellfire could not destroy the beauty so –

I hold her hand and sing,

“Yea! I am faithful to thee,”

As the decibels roll through.

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