WHAT I SAY WILL HAVE YOU WEARING YOUR HEART AGAINST YOUR RIBS FLOURISHING PROTRUDING IN FULL BLOSSOM WEAR MY LUNGS IN YOUR TEETH
EDGY FASHION: PARIS THIS AND THAT YOU MAKE ME SICK STILL I CHOKE ON YOUR ELEGANCE LEAVING A ROTTED HOLE IN A PUMPING ORGAN OOZING MELANCHOLICS
REMINISCENCE
EDGY AND MODERN STRIKE A POSE WITH YOUR WILTED HANDS AGAINST YOUR THIGH LOOKING COOL SIPPING ANGST FROM THE RED ROSE VEIN OF ANOTHER HONEYHONEYHONEY DRIPPING OVER THE GARDEN OF YOUR MESMERIC YOUTH LOOKING COOL
[I ROLL MY EYES FOR YOU]
WHERE WE INHALE EXHALE FROM THE LUNGS OF ANOTHER WHERE OUR SEVERED RED NECKS HANG ALL BLESSED ON A COTTON STRING FROM MY WRIST TO YOURS
KISS HIM ONCE
HONEY YOU MAKE ME SICK
KISS HIM TWICE
THE LILT OF THE TONGUE SO REMINISCING OH GOD
KISS HIM THRICE
HIS LOVE FOR YOU WILL PUNCTURE THE FLESH OF MY THROAT AND LEAK OF SMASHED STARS POOLING THROUGH MY SKIN
[I ROLL MY EYES FOR YOU]
I AM A TRAINWRECK AND MY ARTERIES ARE CUT UP DAILY TO BE SERVED AT HIS KITCHEN TABLE WITH ANOTHER GIRL HE TALKS TO QUIET I CANNOT HOLD MY TONGUE BY THE FINGER MUCH LONGER I CANNOT SCOLD A PRIDE THAT CLOTHES A SOFTER FLESH
SIT YEARS AND PUT YEARS FORTH THESE LIES ARE CROOKED IN NATURE LOOKING COOL HONEY I AM NO GODDESS YET YOU LIKE TO KISS ME AND TELL ME THAT I'M THE GAPING HOLE IN YOUR STOMACH AND THE MAGENTA FLOWERS BURGEON IN YOUR HEAD
WHAT I SAY: I AM NOT YOUR GARDEN. GO FIND SOMEONE ELSE WILLING TO FERMENT THEIR SHAKEN BONES FOR YOU. GO FIND SOMEONE ELSE WILLING TO CALL YOU A GOD.
SO WHAT THAT YOU: HOLD YOUR HEART IN YOUR HANDS AND WASTE YOUR TEETH TO MARBLE SILKINESS ROTTING AWAY BLOOD SPILLS THICK JUICE IN THE ARCHING OF YOUR SPINE DRIPDRIPDRIPDRIP
OH, WASTE ME, YOU SPRAWLED ACROSS A THIGH ON A GOLD LINED BODY MODERN ALTERNATIVE
-OH, BLESS ME DON'T
11-6-16
