“How to get your wife back with ritual sacrifice.”
They say you shouldn’t sacrifice people
but she doesn’t want diamonds
she doesn’t want kittens or kids
and waffles didn’t bring her eyes
back to mine with sweetness
but I am willing to appease this goddess
Through ropes and blades I carve my love
one hole in a fair maidens chest
one little heart for two
so, I gashed a grin with sin
-one swift grope to the chest
and felt her smile rise
Now, a dozen kisses met again
from a time buried long ago
and our blood felt hot and bold
like summer in our skin, all bounds unbound
praise to my goddess, boundless be.
BONUS CREEPIERÂ VERSION:
With a series of storms,
her eyes push me farther out to sea
but my heart drums on
Swarming in a dozen thorns
she thickens a cloud around
but I still feel the smile she tried to bury
a long time ago
To save her heart from sinking slow,
I paint the ground a pity red
dredging my marriage with a fleshy angel
giving a piece of heaven to my goddess
we’re taking back the art once lost
true
some sacrifice for seasoning rain
some, sacrifice for bringing pain
but, I give the life for the wife I held
We are the ship wreck that set sail
and we feel the frothy sea pushing,
heating the hell-heaven in our wind.
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