i wanted to cry --
but i tried to be nice and
it was easier than explaining
so i didnt back away --
and just waited until later.


hollow dialogue“how are you, girl?” “oh, im just fine” ..with a swiss cheese heart and a trafficked mind, with useless worries of every kind, with a loving Father who deserves my time.hollow dialogue
“so things are good?” “oh, things are great!” with this foreign sadness with these moods I hate, with my blindness
to gifts on my plate, with my face still turned from heavens gate.
“so can we hang out?” “sure, name the time” so I can take out my list entitled ‘problems of mine’ and sketch your name on the 37th line, “you sure you’
I was the smudge and whine of missed times in the reflected sky
points of polluted water under his lavender horizon windowpane
smudge scrawled by some boy cold lost marbles in the room
(William S. Burroughs)
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member of: ~burn-p0etry *europeans *PoetryPlease *toronto ~ApocalypticSanctuary
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My bite might not kill but it sure fucking hurts!
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I can't wait till its just us and the world.
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~dom-the-bum ... do you dare ?
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You have to be the change you want to see in the world.
~ Gandhi
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the cake is a lie...
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