Stygian Blues





hey boy what you wanna come here for

lookin' for that black diamond woman

tryin' to score, her card's sharp as razor's honey

what you wanna do her for?

some people says she plays the devil

others claim she killed some men

what makes you feel you're gonna take her

are you for real, go for it then,

you hear she's got a satin raven

black as pitch with beak like scythe

stygian eyes eternally binding

(the Beauty's blinding to your ears)

you pine to touch her burning roses

she supposes as much you fear

where will you go what will you do to score

hey boy, what you wanna come here for

lookin'

for your black diamond woman

and when you're lying cut and bleeding

sucking breaths from the unremitting air

making rhymes from her face her hair

no one stops to throw a dime your way

you ain't broke no hearts with this sad, old tune

just shined her rune for the Moon to call

just like the fall has come and gone

it's waxed and waned and shone once more

hey boy what you wanna love her for

lookin' for that black diamond woman...



Poetry by fyodr
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Written on 2007-08-27 at 17:14

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