My mind is poisoned through and through,
To leave me yet yearning for you.
By these fingertips dipped in blood,
Records our masochistic love,
Haunting my every waking dream,
Unfurling in a decade’s scream,
Choked down by a memory’s kiss,
Fey thoughts I have:
a little misery is worth this,
to feel less marks it worthless.
Discarded Recollections 