Sunday, May 13, 2012
serenity now
stomp on the girl with cleats,
step on her back and break it,
she is what wiggles within
your spine and saps it of dignity.
sometimes strength is in your serenity,
when your lips stand up taller than you.
the corners of your mouth, the
corners of the room, turning up
turning over, not wrinkled and
falling in. speak with your tongue,
and not your teeth. you bite,
you bleed me. you don't remember
even though you were there.
If you're going to be absent-minded,
I'd prefer you were absent.
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mmm, this one is raw. love it. x
ReplyDeletethanks girl! xxox
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