Wild at Heart

Homage to “Judas Booth”

I watch the flicker of cheap bulbs across your face,
a half fairytale glow in a savage city.
You are the question I keep in my jacket pocket,
the only truth in these labyrinth corridors of chrome.

We stand among restless hustlers,
each grin a hungry advertisement,
each vow turned into currency.
I hold your hand, because in your grip
I find something alive,
something unprocessed by hype.

This is our crooked kingdom,
lined with illusions so bright they sear,
yet we keep forging a path, unashamed.

In your eyes, I see a half forest, half circus,
where wolves and mermaids share coffee under broken chandeliers.
I say: you are my anchor,
you keep me from drifting in the daily roar that sells itself as normal.
Because in your presence, everything unsaid finds a place to breathe,
and I feel a spark that no headline can smother.

This is how we remain raw and blazing
by refusing to fold ourselves into cardboard cutouts,
We are two outlaws in a neon desert,
forging a vow that can't be taxed or stolen.
Yes, you are, I am, and we are unstoppable
even when the credits roll.
We never needed permission to be animals in love,
half luminous, half carnival, fully unafraid.

And if you ask what “Wild at Heart” means,
I’ll say:

we devour the dark with a grin.

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“Judas Booth” was the pseudonym David Lynch used as the writer credit on certain TV edits of Dune, fusing the names of Judas Iscariot and John Wilkes Booth to symbolize betrayal.

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