We made a deal, with the devil. We closed our hearts and our minds. We took red die and colored ourselves, just in order to eat some pie.
We danced with pygmies and house elves. We stood around the plum tree and waited for them to come out, to threaten small children back into their homes and then wait until dark for to carry them away.
We caroused in the most scandalous alleys and drank with the sailormen. We loved each other and tried to pretend that we would never be unfaithful, but then we looked into each other’s eyes and knew the truth. But it didn’t hurt so bad, knowing it was mutual.
Then the devil came to take his toll, to wrench from us our souls. And now every morning at half past ten we wake up and then start it again. It’s days like this that make me wish my life were mine once more.
No comments:
Post a Comment