Like Vodka Rain
You were darkness, a black hole.
You tricked me in with promises, swirling and swirling, it all ended cold.
You tied a rope tight around my limbs,
I could smell my skin burning as you pulled me down with a twist.
Like Sid and Nancy, we were a doomed pair.
Us together made the Earth shudder.
But I can’t place all the blame on you,
I imagined a reality so far from truth.
Your brown eyes pulled me deeper, killing my own green,
I looked you in the face and saw what had become of me.
You showed me the earthly plant of escape,
To me, you were dangerous, like vodka rain in a hurricane.
Reality came to, and he retreated into an abyss,
Leaving the girl searching in the white light.
Broken soul, broken mirror, danger amounts to nothing.
The wound will heal, the tears will dry, but her lips will always sting with the Devil’s kiss,
Alone in the black, he will die never knowing how it feels to actually be alive.
“El dolor del amor es el dolor de ser vivo—una herida perpetua.”*
Sometimes, I see his blackbirds fly by, waving a somber hello,
Fly blackbird, fly.
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