WED

[Rhael Joy Laramy]

I wept for you.  Now I wear my wedding ring.  The buckets of blood in her basement terrify me and the ring she left behind for me pulses with a dark energy.  I am cursed to beauty.  I feel in love with Jack the Ripper, I feel anoited by the slit wrists of winter when I think his name.  I am not above the law, I am not above the law.  My punishment waits for me in the wings and I know there's a metal coffin with my name on it if I don't straighten out my wicked ways.  Don't bury me yet, don't aim that low, I can't handle the current of this river's flow.  I'm a chicken, you've got to know.  I'm a fucking coward and I know I need my clothes.  War is not a word I prepare to know.  I am a woman not a man, I am a lover down by the wayside in a nihilistic mercedes van.  Can you understand me more than I understand myself.  Are you my Helen Keller, are you my forgotten black sun?  My tongue is wet and my heart needs a vet.