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I'd ask you to hold me close but you're so
cold on my skin and as I breathe you in I can feel
my throat thickening and my skin tingling and myself
wishing for someone to take to my grandparents'
this Christmas.
I'm quite satisfied these days, I shouldn't complain
but I really can't handle the scent of pina collada
since that got me so drunk that night when my
rat died and my date stood me up and my bag got
stolen and I lost the key to my house. The music
this Halloween was terrible, though nothing
close to terrifying, but November, really, how do I
even dance to hardcore? Because my body doesn't
know the ways and I really, really want to dance.
I'm not alone a lot anymore, which doesn't keep
me from being lonely but it keeps me going. I feel
a little wobbly in my fishnets, with everybody
looking at me and nobody to hold but that girl that
kisses me all the time even though she's got a boyfriend.
Don't get me wrong she's great and I don't want her
to stop but it kind of would be better if she didn't
have a boyfriend.
Won't you be a dear though and swallow your tears
because I really hate rain and with all that being sad
you make me sad too.
cold on my skin and as I breathe you in I can feel
my throat thickening and my skin tingling and myself
wishing for someone to take to my grandparents'
this Christmas.
I'm quite satisfied these days, I shouldn't complain
but I really can't handle the scent of pina collada
since that got me so drunk that night when my
rat died and my date stood me up and my bag got
stolen and I lost the key to my house. The music
this Halloween was terrible, though nothing
close to terrifying, but November, really, how do I
even dance to hardcore? Because my body doesn't
know the ways and I really, really want to dance.
I'm not alone a lot anymore, which doesn't keep
me from being lonely but it keeps me going. I feel
a little wobbly in my fishnets, with everybody
looking at me and nobody to hold but that girl that
kisses me all the time even though she's got a boyfriend.
Don't get me wrong she's great and I don't want her
to stop but it kind of would be better if she didn't
have a boyfriend.
Won't you be a dear though and swallow your tears
because I really hate rain and with all that being sad
you make me sad too.
Literature
Vienna
their dead never crowded
my mind;
I never lurched beneath
the weight of
too many bones
that were not mine:
rather, a kind
of hesitant symmetry
began to overtake
the place,
to invade the narrow crevices
where, previously,
a doubt had been.
I've been wrong,
all this time:
they are not laying siege.
they are waiting for
the inexorable pull of entropy
to break me
just enough
Literature
roots
amnesiac etymology it whispers
forget me,
forget
I am to be
disposed it says
to be loathed, my
blackened alphabetic impregnators,
torn off
sentimental etymology it lisps
never forget me,
never
I am to be
cherished it longs
to be stroked, my
hurtfully worded white trees,
ripped
a
p
a
r
t
[ too late ]
Literature
'...'
i carry your bones
the sad smooth curve of your ribs
i cleansed what was left of you under the tide
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Yet again, some brilliant poetry from you. Congratulations.