oh. you fell apart.
what happened? it’s too late now, but you are still beautiful.
i will touch your face until it crumbles in my hands, stitch my tattered clothes with strands of your hair, use your eyes to look at the world because mine are broken. they see despair. despair is all they want to see.
why did you come undone on me?
i will wrap your intestines around my neck to keep myself warm. they feel so soft and spongy
like between your legs. i feel safe. don’t die on me now.
in the fetal position, i pull at your intestines like a noose. and forget how to breathe.
this is really scary just…
but i really like it…. it soothes up my mood…
what a unique style you have
comment by Gerald on 02/12/09 at 8:24 am
so pleased to have run across you. wonderful words, but i like this one best for now.
“i will wrap your intestines around my neck to keep myself warm. they feel so soft and spongy
like between your legs. i feel safe. don’t die on me now.”
^ that just gets me.
comment by tristian on 04/04/09 at 7:02 am