I purchased black thorns in the early morning
and put them in vases that lined the stairs,
as if I mourned the light.
I met you in the goddamned graveyard
and played games with your deck of cards.
I dealt out hearts,
you dealt out spades,
the clubs beat us both,
and god knows where the diamonds were,
but in the end
we burned them all,
just to keep away the cold.
I kept the corpses company,
you danced on darkened gravestones
but we both forgot the dead and focused on the dying
Perhaps you chained me down with silver,
perhaps I poisoned you with chocolate,
we will know soon enough
I promise you
I’ve saved you from love.