iron eating iron

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i can,t decipher anything.
what it means for the skin on my hands
to miss the silk of his beard

my lips
the taste of his fingers
i,m not sure of

what:

like i could adore again anything at all
like i could
cut a wound so deep i,d feel
+every pulse
as blood flows +ebbs it,s song
my heart would drain itself white

.

i haven,t the slightest

to do:

bike to shop
spray paint for skateboard
glue gun
red paint for spare room
cell phone/plan
return records/cds to prov library
check direct deposit

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"y o u d o n ' t k n o w b y n o w . . .
t o t a k e m e d o w n. . .
t a k e m e d o w n
(infatuation)"

when it gets so late
themostlyblackness all
intermittant
with some citylights or
grey streak of moon dirtying the walls
+as usual
i lay here
thoughts crashing cars inside
light trails
reflectoRed +white
i lay here...
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today i woke up + took the peel off a navel orange with a paring knife
barely tasted the fruit at all while it,s juice burns the cuts on my fingers

today the wind rattles these old windows like loose teeth
sun is bright like winterglare
brightwhite + envious
outdone by something that can,t even be seen

i,m going for a walk down to the pier

the air is cold, as i was saying ( Read more... )