GOTHIQ EROTIQ

Five candles, one in her hand

Black wax tattoos meridians on her flesh

Incandescent is her soul

Her heart frozen, fingers cold

There’s no love in her art

Leads the weak to suicide

She will tease you all

Breaking hearts one after one

And she’s always saying no

To everyone begging for

Just one touch

Five fingers in three sixes

Thus she always says hello

This elegant composition

Is her way to contact the world

And when she celebrates her dance

She’s the altar and the sacrifice

And there’s no love in her heart

And she’s always saying no

To everyone crying for

Being loved

And she always says goodbye

With that gesture of her hand

And she goes to sleep alone

And dreams of being loved

By anyone watching

Her wild show

And she’s never found love

And she’s never been touched

By anyone other

Than her late mother

2002.12.10/29