*VIVA VOCE.

04.15.03 @ 5:35 pm

the temperature is rising and this thermometer is about to blow. the days are shorter now, carrying history books in my head and balancing stillframes in my eyes. cut through the pollution with rusty fingers [after all, it was you who contaminated this air] and i'll create a place for you&me [while i'm tossing around on the pillowcases]. your fingers wrapped around my neck; there's no use in struggling when i've been begging for this for so long. killer kisses send messages up your spine/send impulses to your hands/send life and death to your heart. and now i'm drinking the ink from these letters because written words have no soul, I'D RATHER TASTE THEM. broken pens and dulled pencils lay bleeding on the bed [no use in crying when i never wanted to send you this message anyway], why let them reveal everything i feel when it's all you don't care about?

so now these lids embrace crying eyes. you're gone forever and that's all i'll ever need. dreams tracing the path of your existence, but i can't trace the effect you have on me [so consumed by guilt]. and once so perfect lies melt away and drip down my cheeks. i sleep on memory-stained sheets and yearn for the day when all you are is a shadow.


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