got to be good

Viens,
blood kicks and flips through these vessels.
Scientific pipes,
transporting life giving devices.

It is these very same veins that
transport venom,
that of the darkest and
vilest kind.

Then I think of you,
and my nerves cool,
heart flutters,
two times.

Your embrace
makes me smile
it is your grimace
and our song
that makes this all
so very bitter.

You have no share of me,
as I have no share of you.
Merely memories,
trapped in this very
darkest of bleakest
hearts.
Welcoming a way out.

mind you,
this could be the
Sudafed talking!