chicken.

May 08, 2006 22:00

in the dark i became a contortionist and you stuffed me in bottles like i was worth unfolding. i did not shrink. it was magic. i was sailing like a ship and you stopped and said what pretty wings like i was a butterfly and i dropped dead at two weeks. i wanted you naked. a spine of black pebbles. you sneezed and i didn't bless you. and i believed you when you told me we were sinners. i ripped your left rib away.

i am a collecter too. i undo myself.

lepidopterist hands. eyes like dark rum. acidic breath. and i rot and rot and rot.
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