Your teeth are cut so straight and even.

You’re wondering how we got out of Eden

So innocent.

Some portraits are painted without faces

Like Angels fallen far from their graces

Not knowing it.

I sold a whole town to buy you some time.

I caught the Devil to quiet your mind.

Now look at it.

And as if on cue, you just turn your head,

Take off your slippers and slip into bed.

That settles it.

I saddle my fears and ride off at dusk,

Feel the thundering of hoofs on the dust.

Magnificent.