Allie's Journal of Art

Monday, March 21, 2005

Poem: someone told me i was the most beautiful girl in the world today; and then i shot him in head


i want to waste my life with you.

break apart your skull and hold the nerves,
nerves like hand grenades, i could kill for
you; in a world of capsize, who are ya, i
could kill for a dissection too, cuz all we're
trying to do is figure out what kind of people
we are; mother, mother, this is not; mother,
mother, this is not how i wanted my blood
to be formed; from shell and auburn and
folklores; in this world, this lovely fucking
world:

and every time i love someone; and every
time i love you; the clock beats backwards
this body's a jail cell; i will love you like the
dawn; i will love you, i will love you like the
faltering dawn.

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