Sunday, August 7, 2011

white heels.

A parasite
gliding across
bare bones.
fingers reaching for muscle
thats ended
like your original thoughts.

Time warp
over and over
jigsaw sessions
throwing shapes at the wall
breathing heavy
holding myself
to comfort the emerging ghost.

Bleeding to feel real
afraid of dying
because you might miss one minute
of your never ending movie
With the diamond sun
and the statues of gods crying
coveting your deathbed
rolling over and over
putting bags over your head
fucking spiritual...
being choked by dream catchers.

there is no salvation
in the blackhole city
Just long goodbyes
and deep breathing
when you find out

this is the end.

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