play games with my hemoglobine
on sale this sunny wednsday
paint it white
paint it in evening colours
mourning colours
dash bits of silver over my head
mold me into a woman

take me at face value
take me above the skies
take me under ground
i am not easy
hurt me
this feels like something
love hate trembling fingers
blue marks on my thighs
fashionably imprinted veins
bitterness that runs through them

spite shiver justify excuse
i should have been sorry when i gave birth to you
my daughter
now is ever too late

the sky is bitter pink
dark shimmering blue

paint me in those watercolours
make them all black
dearest
throw me away
leave me just one bite mark
somewhere deep in my stomach
one razor blade
stuck behind my left ear

amber smelling smoke
tired of feeling
sipping this poisoned black wine
stifling sounds
make it a lost song
make it a loud song
make it a love song