Goth Kid Poetry

GOTH KID POETRY
by Christy V
My heart is a knife
And it's bloody sharp
Drown with me in silence
In the forever sleep of ages
In the grove behind the high school
we'll summon demons to avenge us
we'll slit the throat of convention
and wade deep in the sweet juice of suffering
Let's slice one another
from stern to aft
peel back the skin and the bone and the pus
and climb into one another
we'll ask a surgeon with a good reputation
not one of those flesh butchers
to stitch us together with twine 
so that our two sad halves 
will be as one
and our blood will flow as one
and our breath will suck as one
Absinthe!!!