Literature
-So Sweet-(2017)
I’m not addicted
Even so, I’m beginning to lose control
Who are we reaching for?
A cigarette, a human life snuffed out
Gestures of destruction
Drawing me ever so near
Vainly, the killer was undoubtedly correct
This reaper, so sweet
A crime of passion tangled in my clothes
Unraveling casually, weaving conversations
Threads of desire, stitched deep within
The cruelty of innocence
This murder, so sweet
The air between us filled with static
Electric wires crackling in the summer yet to come
Lyrics, never dreamed of in silence
Then turning, a song I searched for
To say something so eloquent and bold
Something true to drift through the