Love You To Death

Love you to death darling, Promise!

Death to you love, Cheers!

Some love death, difficulty, discord....

not much left for love life

the star of your own death-life production company

a cult of the gothic neopathetic...

Long live cutting flesh and malnourished bones

rotting teeth under beautiful new caps

face botoxed to kill off the nervy lines of pain

pain erasers essential for this cult of beauty

Beautiful death, beautiful pain.


Love you to death darling, promise

there’s no room for you to live with my love

my love deadly, never leaving you ever...

Don’t bother trying to run honey...

you can’t out run this love

that keeps wraps on you

and has your back.

Death to you love, Cheers!


Your deadly love killing me daily

killing off whatever I would or could be

so you can be in your love cult with me

loving to the point of obliteration,

out of obligation so as not to offend

those who raised us to love and honor commitment...

I love you to death darling, Promise!

Our love feasts infused with unintended poisons,

no rage, no ruffled feathers, no resentments

look at what a great couple we have always been

and will always be, right darling?

We’ll consume each other’s damned, sweet offerings

our self - neglect invisible behind facades of looking good

we’ll be cheery and polite as we cut

each other down to bite-size bits

to maintain the status quo

the hours, days, weeks and years roll by

neither of us ever really lived

but we loved each other to death

didn’t we darling? Cheers.