Tragic I Sink

May 13, 2004 06:17

Tragic I sink, into the alkaline pool
Batteries will never run dry.
There is beauty in crimson,
I notice, as I watch my open veins sew themselves at their seams.
"Are you the fallen angel?"
"No."
Dear spiders, eat my glory
dear spiders, eat my anger.

Three incisions, I pray.
2 for delicate wrists that bleed every time you leave.
1 for my heart that beats when you come back.
The magnolias are blooming,
the sky is pink
the air is damp.
i love you and i mean it.
i love you and i mean it.

criss cross plastic
holds us inches off the ground
the stone is cold as we walk bare-footed to our fate.
i love you and i mean it.
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