DESPERADO

He tatted a cobra on the back of his head
Wannabe Puerto Rican
Banger boy I fed
Blood flowed crimson Niagara
He died and I gave him viagara
Rocket up
He told me he'd suffocate me in my sleep
If I didn't play nice or house or undercover
While promising chocolates and roses
Cursing my minions and tossing barbs
Told me I was nuttier than squirrel shit
And there's pills to cure it

I left him in December just after Christmas
A belated gift to myself I pledged
The worst I've ever gotten
I'd love nothing more than to wrap him up
With a fancy bow and label
Just to rip him open like they did his neck
Desperado come to your senses
Have a cup of coffee on me
Even the devil needs to drink
You told me so in a love letter

10/10/13