Chimes

Bury Your Dead as They Specifically Request:
The Disturbed Slumber of Bonnie & Clyde

Lauren Konopacz
Sweet made the flowers
by the sunshine and the dew.

Sweeter yet is the venom
of one schoolboy turned rattlesnake.

Once he gently sunk his Vampire
grin deep into my honey-filled veins

He opened my eyes, we abandoned
the light. I’m blood-thirsty.

Death was the wages of sin.
Eastham Breakout – Part Deux.

Gone, but not forgotten,
and so we shall remain.

Here once used to lie
the, now resurrected, bodies

Of modern-day
Bonnie & Clyde.