so you always cared
or did you just want your ass ate.
Tag: Lust
stumbling down memory lane
i’ll never forgive you
memory-
for the damage you’ve done
to everyone i love-
the moon
sings to me
i’ll playfully ignore her
you said you were
a one of a kind
than why
do i have five in my hand
fading
loose colors
twisting the ends
slapping the packet against tired wrist
i can feel
the end
grasping against air
pressed against my throat
inching forward
bloody nails held vacant
wasp fingernails to the hive
only one queen
suneater
they say he reached out and grabbed it
took a bite
and put it back
memory is a bloody river
chances are
you’ll forget;
the long nights
the honest hours
the weakness;
and remember our last fight.
mulligan
jacket weather
never leave the house jacket weather
lover.
that’s the type
friday the first we woke on a boat that’s the type of
lover.
personalized jack o’ lantern
your sweet song
beckons me closer;
listen to me,
don’t waste a hand on that clock
put your hands up
than down like a prayer
and rip the skin off my flesh,
carve me like the thirty first
dress me up as your favorite dream
sing that song that keeps my ears star born,
don’t stop
call my name
lay on your creation
between 3rd and 24th
can never blame or feel anger
just another step,
just would rather walk
the other direction
i am hotpocket
i don’t stand a chance
against the sun
but someone has to
he stands tall without a rival
burning the less worthy
like a hot pocket
going around in a circle
unopposed
talkin’ reckless
can never get near ’em
that’s not the world i want to remember
if i exist
will my face be in tact
slippin’ off a plate
wet dishes
if we exist
past four hundred times
over three hundred tics
Saint's Muse 