words by dominic riccitello

tangling between
a stranger feign
i walk with a light
a switch you held tight
pulling me in
wading me out
i dance in your rhythm
stroking your hair
loving you there
you fell for greed
money held your please
while dignity fought for me
i wade in peace
please of your knees
screaming in bits
hating you to death
caressing your lips
the black of your soul
shades i knew too well
i hurdle your being
a greater mind
love which felt a darkened creed
the nights were sour
we were twisted
it was sadistic