dear lj ( Read more... )

"on the days that we do not meet i am calm and hate myself.

when i awake you are my first thought,
do you realize what i am saying?

you are in my brain before i open my eyes."

"Finally, she grew quiet,
and after that, coherent thought.
With this, stalked
through her a cold,
bloody rage. Hours of this.
A period of introspection,
a space of retrospection,
then a mixture of both.
Out of this an awful calm. "

and what did i find? caught. caught. caught. you're caught. and it's all over.

(i am so alone.)


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lowered down like a casket
and buried just below her chest.
"whatever i was searching for,
it was never you," she says.
the record ended long ago,
we go on dancing nonetheless.

(jesus have mercy on us.)