Lydia's Black Lung

I'm laid out

Like a martyr on a redwood plaque.

She's burning

the ticks right off my back.I'm indulgent

I like to cater to peculiar whims

She's fascinated

by my artificial limbsAsphyxiation

Love's monstrous charm

Asphyxiation

A slow suicideMy life's expended

for my last cigarette

Extreme unction

and pulmo-cardiac arrest.Asphyxiation

Love's monstrous charm

Asphyxiation

A slow suicide..and I smother myself.In Lydia's Black Lung

Lydia's Iron Lung.

Lydia's Black Lung.

Lydia's Iron Lung.In Lydia's Black Lung

Lydia's Iron Lung.

Lydia's Black Lung.

Lydia's Iron Lung.