words by dominic riccitello

death without blood
tears and a knife
no words
it’s you i need

can’t scream, can’t seem
how birds sing
enough is enough
but the blood’s smeared
and i’m far beyond dead

they spoke
hateful things
all in the head
tugging the last
laid out
screaming for help

but i can’t see
‘cause eyes are deep
and thoughts were cheap
but sleep
the strive and fight

i need me
yet i need him
everything that surrounds

i see light
yet know it’s dim
like i love from limb to limb

if i had known
everything was preliminary
maybe i wouldn’t have gone, listened
taken a chance
tipped my hat
for a welcome mat

and although i stood, bowed
to a thought of perfection
a lasting seduction
i’ll always respect the question
the intimate
the few moments