ha. who's bitter.

[purtyskin]

poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore .
and I'm young & I'm strong -
but I feel old & tired.
overfired.

and I've been poked & stoked.
it's all smoke, there's no more fire -
only desire.
for you, whoever you are.
for you, whoever you are.

you say my time here has been some sort of joke -
that I've been messing around -
some sort of incubating period.
for when I really come around -
i'm cracking up -
and you have no idea.

no idea how it feels to be on your own -
in your own home -
with the fucking phone -
and the mother of gloom -
in your bedroom -
standing over your head -
with her hand in your head -
with her hand in your head.

i will not pretend.
i will not put on a smile.
i will not say I'm all right for you -
when all I wanted was to be good.
to do everything in truth
to do everything in truth

you bloody mother fucking asshole.
you bloody mother fucking asshole.
you bloody mother fucking asshole.
you bloody mother fucking asshole.