In the garden

[i-loontje]

I'm in the garden
Where roses as red as blood suck filthy water out of the dusty ground.

In the garden
Where vampires are dancing until dawn.

I'm in the garden and the music is swirling through my mind
Where the bees deflower the roses
As they search for the sun.

In the garden where clouds never pass by
Where uglyness is gracious.

In the garden where the cold keeps closing me in
It's a place where the sun does not fit in.

In the ruins of my heart....
There is a garden.