I try

but die

every moonrise

a girl

with blood for hair

intrigues my despair

piques my vibrato

but only an herb

and a sleeping pill

disturbs

a small mesmerado

Myself

desperado

A wolf with no teeth

No bite,

A coward

who picks out the ones

who are dumb

and no fun

and insulting

and dark

and dank and stark

so I'll rest in hell

and I'll be just swell.

As my heart rose and fell...