Turn away
If you could get me a drink
Of water cause my lips are chapped and faded
Call my aunt marie
Help her gather all my things
And bury me
In all my favorite colors,
My sisters and my brothers, still,
6 AM, Christmas morning
No shadows
No reflections here
Lie cheek to cheek in your cold embrace.
It started so tragic as a slaughterhouse
She pressed the knife against your heart
And say that 'I love you' s