Mind Games Two - Kiss of Death (collaboration and revised version of @ruffmiriam ’s poem, Mind Games)

I shovel your love in grave at my feet,

hiding behind your bedroom eyes,

sewer seeking lowest level in lies.

I hang by my neck from a rope,

swinging toward you, then swing back,

always yearning for your visits late

at night, when you smell of sex.

Tossing my insides out, leaving

my mind in utter disarray as I moan

please stay, please go, show me mercy,

revisiting same old crippled highway.

Love me in your heat, defend me

from your cheat, mangy dog in heat,

ferry me to heaven – endless delusion

until great divide – kiss of death.