Cry me a red river
Wear your mistake stained on your sleeve
The masacra runs down your rose hips
Choke on that which has touched your lips
I said cry
Cry me a red river
And may my love notes float
Like oragami boats through the fluid
Confessions on my Day of Atonement
But on this night of mysterious blue
I said to you "cry."
Only to kneel before you
And drink myself to death
Now face down before a puddle
Every red drop cuts my throat
Like glass petals in the heat of August
And before me she stands
naked and beautiful