Neck-Lace (Precious Heavy Metals, Pt.4) Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

'We'll tie this lace,
Right around your neck.
Like a beautiful piece of jewelry-'
I thought: well, why not, what the heck?

Death conquered me
Those dark, moody waves
I was his abducted child
Stranded in his crepuscular cave

He made love to my hatred
Made love to my pitch-dark soul
Made love to the blackness
Made love to the grave, narrow hole

Filled me up
The pieces missing
Kissed away my tears
I savored that kissing.

I only wish
For the passion, the flames
In love or hatred
To me, it's all the same.

So tie my neck
With your chain, your lace, or metals
Chain my soul,
I can't detect these poisoned petals

White Oleander:
Contaminated corsage you tied on me
As your poison seeped through my veins
Passionate mirage, while I died to be— 

Everything you proclaimed me to be
All the titles you gave to me
But it's only in expiry— 
Yes, only in death, I saved all of me.

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