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love pollution
i'm reading a book
about women ruling
the world. all the good things
have been taken away- like
the trees, the stars,
and love. the rebels
hide underground and
hold onto eachother
in the dark.
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does it mean i'm depressed if i feel like the chemicals in my brain are unbalanced? like they're shifting, spiralling, sometimes travelling long distances to get to some field of golden flowers where i can lie for hours making out shapes in clouds; somewhere where everything is perfect & doesn't exist at all. how about if all i do is masturbate ( Read more... ) -
beauty school dropout
i'm sorry, i mistook you for
someone else. thought we could be
bestfriendsforever, braid each other's
hair, stay up all night talking about
boys. pink bedrooms & girls in white
lace. midnight car rides, music
that eats us to the bone, talking
about our lives like they're so
goddamn important.
instead, i got a handful of burnt CD's,
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biography of a storyteller
there's your dead father &
his music, his hands, every-
where. i can picture him
bent over on the edge
of that old chair, his guitar wedged
into his middle, scratch paper
& an ink pen. that permanent
wrinkle in his forehead.
i never met him. he is only
a character in a story
i read once.
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if your heart ain't busy tonight
tell me about how hungry you are
for something real, please say
you feel anything at all.
sometimes, i think you're so
empty. i try to fill you but
i only become part of the void.
let's drink from the carton
& let our hair down. i'll get
that tattoo i've always wanted,
you'll kiss me in the rain.
we'll move to the country,
start a little family.
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your favorite song
ever hear a song so good
it hits you like a ton of bricks
but it feels good? you beg
for more and you're bloodied
and bruised, but it's okay; it's
a victory. you hear something
in it that makes you understand,
that gives new meaning. it rips
you apart, tears you up into pieces
and you find yourself on your knees
weeping; you don't know how
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butterflies doing the high dive
in my stomach, their wingtips
a frenzy, an agony.
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light chasers
if you hurt me,
i'll never invite you
back to lick the wounds.
yeah i've got scars,
but you've got ghosts
crashing into your
dreams- black
gossamer women,
mouths in the shape
of a tiny O; eyes
cloudy & wide.
they are worth-
less to you; their
fingers withered
to the bone, breasts
just ash. once you
fondled
me and whispered
words that made me
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TAURUS (April 20-May 20): In my view, 2010 is the year you should ( Read more... )