She says I'm boring her camera It takes more to delight the cadaver Night eyes on icy patrol Yours were not so Nazi feline Mine were as dead as monks And our particles are in motion Night eyes producing ashes We love to view unfortunate passions Still, she takes my photo to bed No mere limp verse could incite identity destruction Our particles are in motion Sometimes we're not legible But we're the same strange animal Let them say our love is peculiar; Don't care There's only now, no ever after We won't let this end in disaster You are my twin No, I will never go there