The Pointless Book

Unfinished Poem #40

Baby, sometimes I don't understand you
But you're the abstract art in my modern museum
And baby sometimes we fall apart
But the ruins of my heart stands like a coliseum

Baby you're the coolest moon when the night's begun
And I'm a goth in the sun
And we can sleep through the summer days
I know you think I'm morbid when I say;
I hope you die by my side

Baby it's all ages away
But I can't help but think of the day
I hope we die not long from now
The two of us at the exact same time

But baby it's all beyond our control
And baby you can have my soul
I hope you die by my side
I hope we die at the exact same time