you're so clever
you're the cleaver
and I'm the meat
as you beat
as you bea
as you be
as you b
you'll recover
you'll cover
you'll take my creat
as you best
as you bes
as you be
as you b
you'll steal
you'll kill
I become like the wind
as you bend
as you ben
as you be
as you b
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
To Patrick
I look at him
and I want to shoot myself
be run over by semis
cut into a million different pieces
gouge my eyeballs
slit my wrists
instead I’m here
burning the midnight oil
putting my hand in the fire
and watching it turn to sulfer
His cheekbones
cut the wood
of my cedar heart
and splinter my locked chambers
I’ve given up
this is my surrender
I’m here
after spilling the midnight oil
over what I was
and who I’ll be
for you’re kissing him
he’s taken you in
you’re younger
you’re dumber
one day you’ll split
and I want to shoot myself
be run over by semis
cut into a million different pieces
gouge my eyeballs
slit my wrists
instead I’m here
burning the midnight oil
putting my hand in the fire
and watching it turn to sulfer
His cheekbones
cut the wood
of my cedar heart
and splinter my locked chambers
I’ve given up
this is my surrender
I’m here
after spilling the midnight oil
over what I was
and who I’ll be
for you’re kissing him
he’s taken you in
you’re younger
you’re dumber
one day you’ll split
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Latifundia
I cannot do this anymore
we cannot survive alone
caught in the persist
against love’s resist
I’m torn asunder
by today’s modern wonders
of men, called gladiators
but these battles are feeble
old times call to me
stricken misery
marveled in marble fantasy
I fall back
into my cave
trying to escape
latifundia
we cannot survive alone
caught in the persist
against love’s resist
I’m torn asunder
by today’s modern wonders
of men, called gladiators
but these battles are feeble
old times call to me
stricken misery
marveled in marble fantasy
I fall back
into my cave
trying to escape
latifundia
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