this is where i start deleting things
i hate losing
even the air from under an arm past wing
past
is the gin drip fixed over my neck mouth
top jaw pulled back at hinge
pull back
lift the
switch
on
when it's dark i can be ok
when i am alone i am alone again
when i walk by walkers walking
bye
was what i meant to kiss you again
figured i might never get that chance
or make some silly movie moment
the dumb things that type off in my mind
paul said i am insane
or some part of me breaks off
falls into water
the sun makes it grow into a new this
24 August 2011
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