10/06/98

			"prophecy"

i'm not an angel
or a killer of saints
and i'm sure as hell
not innocent
but i want to know
what i did to deserve
you drinking me up
like wine
in a drunken haze
you loved me for a while
i was your fix when you 
needed someone
and these scars on my flesh
will surely heal faster
than the marks you've made on
my mind
i can be the devil
or a child's blue eyes
but i won't be the first
to burn
you never asked me why.


				© 1998 Andrea K