Love is Thicker Than Blood

Electric palm trees line the streets
And hookers stalk outside their glow
Where winos beg for special treats
And junkies suck up candy snow.
Hard-soled shoes click on the concrete,
Steps along the stagnant sidewalk.
I hear high heels, a woman's feet.
I strike swiftly like a diving hawk
So quietly closing in.
A slash, a smash, a falling groan.
Soft silk stockings on perfumed skin.
I suck, and lick, and softly moan.
Blood bubbles up from an ivory throat.
I see a timepiece on her cold white wrist.
I gently stroke her soft fur coat.
Giving her neck a final twist
(Almost daylight, I should be gone!)
I take a souvenir of precious life
And leave to race the coming dawn.
I shower and wake my lovely wife.
I see the sparkle in her eyes
As I put it on her arm.
"Oh, what a pretty watch!" she cries
As I hold her safe from harm.