Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Fucking you.

Fucking you is

Plastic on the floor.

Armies in a lost battle

Death at my door.

 

A dog in my backyard

Pills for my pain

Beer in broken bottle

Wet paint and rain.

 

Aren’t I

Obsessive

Aren’t I

Submissive

Am I

Inobtrusive

In love

 

 

Fucking you is

Piss in pot

Mellow come

A hooker’s snot

 

Fucking you is

High on hash

Gold teeth hustler

Faking Slash

 

Aren’t I

obsessive

Aren’t I

Reclusive

Am I

Figurative

In love.



Fucking you is

Acne creams

When I scream

Baby dreams

 

Breaking my jaw

Dirt beneath nails

Slitting my nerves

Ugly as hell

 

I’m too

Obsessive

And also

Submissive

Not to mention

Pshychotic

In love.


p.s.: Pardon me, it's a song.

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