Things that stink-the forgotten deadThe kitchen sinkAnd the blood under the bed.I hid his body thereI removed his body hairI burned his shoddy staresAnd replaced themWith paper thinTapered fins-may he always swimIn the bullshitHe filled my ears with.
Times come!Ya filthy scumJust wanted some,Kitty catAnd pity pats-On ya damn belly.Why you always rebelling?Swelling up in the faceTill you red as beets,And I'm the disgrace?Who are you trying to defeat?The devil,Or me?Cause I could think of severalReasons to leave.
Cardinal skies,And carnal eyes;He is watchingAll of the time.But he doesn't bumpHe is not the thing in the night-He likes me bummed,And feeling strife.But what a sight,My ingorlous nights with him.Was is worth the letters we wrote,If we forgot to tether the boat?In all that time writingWeren't we riding the thinest line?Surely,I was merely pretending [...]
By allConcernsBileErupts from me;A yellow volcano,And what was once venusNow Pluto.An outcastForgotten because they say-so-And forgotten, so fast.I am iceBlue;Bluer than blueberry pies,And colderThan all of the goodbyesRaining from the sky like boulders;And colder still, than all of the guysWho put their arms around my shoulders-NegligentTo the factThat I'd have erupted anyways.
The sad is a slow dripOn this side of a low tripAnd I am the conglomerateIn some kind of messI'm some kind of mess.I'm some kind of mess.
How will this drag?Perhaps likeAll these things that nagIn all caps like"YOU STUPID LITTLE HAG,"a gnawingAchingBiteAt the tip of all my spiteYou became the infectionIn a place that was meant for light-Darkness grew moldAnd I couldn't harness the soulThat was already sold."Hold me." I beggedBut you already had me peggedSomeone who was used to the [...]
The skeletons in my closets; They wear masks. And they are dead, But their bones are glass So though I dread They easily snap- Like a graveyard snack. Update: inside the hideous beast has moved states! I apologize for the absence and lack of posts/ me reading your posts, but I will begin catching up [...]
Such a shame You got away, Like the rain- Going where you're going Cause the wind was blowing On the path less traveled. You were like night time And roads that are graveled, While I was the morning, glowing with danger- So you went the other way, Leaving without any anger. Yet I was so [...]
American silhouette; Heavy set, Like a silver vet. And I'm soaking wet, In the sweat You left behind in the bed. Got up cause I said, You'd gotten to my head So; "Head for the hills!" Seek out cheap thrills- If you must. For my cup is full but it spills A little liquid, Couple [...]
Look at the water It loves the tips of your toes You silly little otter You're so deep in your woes That you forgot you're an author With so much more to offer Than this. Yes! You are the saddest In this sad test Of a life. Congratulations on all that strife! Salutations to being [...]