something to keep

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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phantom hands, we're broken,
felt up nothing, missing,
dirty teeth over naked tongues,
promises built to break us,
secrets hidden mind tricks,
split down old fingertips, spoiled perfect
surgery to last, holes left distorted,
exposed damage, perverted love

Sunday, March 13, 2011

.002

her skin spills on the sheets, dazzling views through eyes that could not be mine,
whispers down her ribs, long fingers embedded in circuitry wire, 
electric lips pressed against her, tongues tangled makebelieve,
fading signals connected to dreams.

.001

i could feel it
dead.
broken.
it felt like this time i cried so hard i laughed.
sensitive to life, no skin sometimes, and it all hurts.