Still nothing about love, Virgin
just spikes and shiny steel
no dead people rising
no kisses
no warm
schizophrenic galaxy
boredom
lucifer is encircling me two days in a row
this week
it is stifling
lucifer on monday
another on tuesday
hope there will be rain
on wednesday
or at least
a rose, with spikes made of her
anger
there is no love in your galaxy,
virgin
expensive diamond skulls
jewellery
I have lost the meaning of waiting
for your sign
I’m lost
and buried
deep deep down
in a darkly underground
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