Dear Gay Rockstar #3 - 5/7/07

Jul 30, 2007 19:45

I made your face from eyeliner, mascara, ballpoint pens and lipstick
If anyone wouldn’t mind being cast in cosmetics, it’d be you
And I had to thank you for showing me my mouth the hole to stick my fingers in
When I’m lying on the floor without the faintest what to do

dear gay rockstar, poem, boston era

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