Wednesday, July 20, 2005

temper nicowhimper

so let's see. u try to fuck another girl
lose 50 bux which i lend you back and interest
and now it's my prollem that you don't
have smokes or weed or booze
it's my fault that the world is the way it is
so you just sit over there with your head buried
up your ass. as if i smoked it all
as if i invited her in as if i
don't do for you every goddamn day
and now you resent it that i'm not broke.
welcome to taking care of yourself
welcome to the machine.
















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the breakup that should have been
didn't come off. what happened to me
that i let him stay? why would he want to?
o my frenz got it all figgered out
i keep him for sex and stays cuz i keep him.
and who knows, maybe that is the gist
but so what if the sex was great?
just a tempor ar ee escape
a nother thing we grew to hate
that bitch it's over.















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see, you dn't know how silent
i can be. you haven't seen it
cuz i've always talked to you
tried to work it out. but when
you don't have your head meds
your true colors show up

you think you're owed
you think i'm greedy
you think what
i'm your goddamn mother?















90909

translucent in the underbrush
the stinger pulls out. chlorotoxin
cocktail and a barb for your baby.
don't scorpions sting to eat?
mix yours with mine and you've still
got the better meal.
i dunno, you want something from me.
i know what it is. i'm not giving it.
so you pout, you storm, you grab
and bitch. what are you doing here
what is the story, where do you
go from here? not my story.
not mine.
















90909

this is painful.
feel the ache rake.
snap and clutch make it
someone else's fault.
mine. i remember this.
you work harder than me
you do more than me
tell me, how did your soul
migrate to this young body?















i have taken a vow
of silence. it won't last


beyond the next hormonal swing.
why can't just one goddamn day

end in something resembling peace.
the tarot knows, and it's telling

me more than i wished when i
let you in. a big sigh

is better than a finger in your eye.
isn't it? well, isn't it?

this time when i kick you out
it'll be for good. i mean it.