im happy less and less but i can still taste your lips on mine and im happy less and less but your voice goes all soft when you tell me you lovely im falling apart but i will do it on your lap
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im happy less and less but i can still taste your lips on mine and im happy less and less but your voice goes all soft when you tell me you lovely im falling apart but i will do it on your lap
i am trapped spinning on a pinhead i melded myself. catherine-wheeling on an oxcart of my own design. how, schadenfreude, do you operate? you spin like a carousel and i am too dizzy too blinded by colors and too stimulated by wafts and smells to get off: horses gallop over me and i bleed candy, tasting it sweet on my flapping tongue.
i am a writer. i write about things. mostly poetry.
feel like i should probably plug my facebook page a little bit
(a sneak preview of a thing i'm working on)
a spoken word thing i did for a youtube video earlier this week.
some spoken word that i did, i'm p proud of it
i often think of her. / the way her long straight hair black as the frames on her glasses would tangle in my fingers and halo around her head falling onto the white pillow / the way her hand was so small in mine and that i could squeeze it and she would squeeze back like morse code between sinking ships / i'm sorry i don't think i can go on