in my mind
the bloody knife
i hate the way i look in pictures
it's time to go it's time to go
even your death is disorganized
ceasing to be
the only order untouched by
unreliable variability
death. final. ending. complete. comprehensive. beautiful.
what am i writing about?
if he had never met me,
if i had never met him,
would we still be breathing
dust and ashes
in and out
check the expiration on that
don't wanna get sick
that thought has been in there for months i think
oh whatever
just be positive, it's probably fine
i'll take this moment to say
i warned you
thanks everyone
but i just can't stay
this way
it will never be like it was
too heavy all around
i'll touch base when i hit the ground
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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