skin and bones
Sunday, September 21, 2008
I like it better when my bed smells like you.
What can I say?
I smoke and I drink
And what can I do?
I want to wallow in you.
They're telling me to
let go of you and save myself
But what can I do?
I feel better when I'm with you.
This was inspired by Ani DiFranco's
Grey
.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
I heard the bomb, but felt nothing.
I'm constantly amazed by where I've ended up in my life.
I never thought that dead babies would be the solution to a problem.
Not
my problem. Not
my
problem. Not my
problem
.
But you're my problem. Drugs are a problem. Love is a problem.
I'm constantly amazed by how I become a fixture in a room.
I never thought that I would be dating a lifestyle, more than a man.
Not
my life. Not
my
life. Not my
life
.
But you're in my life. And I think I'm in love with you.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Push and Shove
You whispered, "I don't want to lose you",
but she's feeling a little adrift these days.
It's the way you found each other, the way things are,
she's a half-dead lover, and you've always been cryptic.
From separate worlds of secrets and lies,
loose lips sink ships, and kisses can't fix everything.
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