Suicide Romantics

Ill take you down to Japan,

To the forest that breathes.

We’ll build necklaces with broken nooses

We’ll build homes out of abandoned tents

And maybe even use the broken bones for fire.

Decorate a skull with roses.

And Let’s not think about tomorrow.

Or the day after it.

Lets see what we could do

In the suicide forest

Built for me and you.

Then at night

When it is dark

And the green turns black

And we count to ten

And you wrap a noose around your neck

And I swallow a couple of hundred

Sweet bullets

We will think about tomorrow.

Your noose a necklace.

Our tent a home.

Our bones coal

Our skulls décor.