I want to write.At 4:30 in the morning I race on my bike to your house. I wear your T-shirt and sweat pants so I don't get raped, and because I want to bring your belongings back to you.I want to write.
I crawl through
your open window and think that someone could easily kill you with a silencer and a black pillow and
you wouldn't even have time
to open your mouth to scream.
Then I say:
I love you. I want to write a love poem about you.
The moon sparkles
behind the blinds and I want to reach for your dead hands and put them on my thr
For The People Who Have Called+For The People Who Have Called
The morning rides into me, bareback, leaves me open-mouthed and hiccuping. I drink a cup of coffee. I do not change out of my hip cheetah-print leggings until noon. I feel like a failure. I do not want to admit this to anyone, so I write a poem in which I say,
"I feel like I failure, but I could not tell anyone because being a failure is a delicious and
beautiful secret." I drink another cup of coffee
and I stand outside. The lilac bends into me,
I add liquor to my coffee, I moon
silently over the
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Roses are dead
Violets die too
If I knew where you lived
You’d be dead too
It means a loot to me
take care & have fun
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The world is just illusion,
trying to change you.
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"Art is what you can get away with"-Andy Warhol
free hugs [link]
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~ This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
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Thanks for the fav on my 21 Guns images
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