the door hit you
in the ass on your way out.


She is Love. I see her every day. Walk to her locker, drive in her car, or at the checkout counter where she works a few days a week. Shes tall, and lanky, and awkward, and beautiful. With a smile that I could [and would] die for. She doesnt flash it very often, but when I see it, it warms me from the core out.She is Love.
She never says much to most peopleexcept when shes happy, and thats not often. But, to her, I guess Im not most people. (Shes not most people to me either.) &


Save MeI just want you toSave Me
save me while theres still something
left for you to save.


Spin You AroundIf I saw you dancin, I would spin you around, spin you around. Turn your world upside down.Spin You Around
If you saw me dancing, would you spin me around?
[Would you take my hand in yours,
and twirl me like the ballerina that Ill never be?]
Would you turn my world upside-down?
[And make me, momentarily, the only ballerina you see.]


To Be Human AgainYour words are buzzing in my ears like fireflies illuminating the seats for the nightengale's performance. You said you loved me maybe I love you and you lie, no one loves a soul and a husk. He only has a mask for identity after all, who needs a harlequin when you've got men around?To Be Human Again
I take one violin bow on the strings of the body's own melody beating badump-a badump-a badump-a badump-a three beats of the heart meant something sometime. I love you I hate you and sometimes in neurotic crescendo till the heart stopped time to atrophy.
These were the little children on the park we use to hunt down to play with till they


a beautiful nightmare.one. you live in wonderland; with cherry leprosy and fruit angels who want to lean in closer (closer) and sink in their teeth. unravel the threads that form circles where the sun used to be, staining, disintegrating, with our million little pieces.a beautiful nightmare.
two. it's redundant to say that; we all knew you would. the agnostic bones make for persian chemicals, and wishing we were scientists who could name our own disease. there's the heartp
(thank you, I mean)
--
You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
--
Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
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--
Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
--
Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
--
Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
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