from some other century

the rain hitting the

roof feels like how

she used to move

her tongue down

your spine

she had the greenest

eyes you had ever

seen

smoked her cigarettes

like some queen from

some other century

she always promised

she would come see

you long before the

sad inevitable end

she died in the arms

of her other lover

the needle still

dangling

heroin said i do

before i ever

got the chance