tripping over sorries

somewhere she is found a haven
for   madness. on flintstone feet
all our pretty girls sweep disney st.
in cinderella slippers, waving


gothic tunes and bloody tampons
sitting on their thrones disgorging
gifts from god. pray no each month on
bended waist and chocolate orgies

hoarding water, flushed away in
private boudoirs, crimson taled, saved
again,o lord, by just teeth's skin.
rejoice, renounce the ring engraved!







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when i look into your eyes i
want a time machine's erasure
stumble on regret's sweet pyre
question what i'd give for measure.

lives of ruin and pain,what gained?
  we would have done better given
proximity, knowledge, one refrain
of a love we could have lived in.

twas not to be, we get the dregs
we made from mistakes and bone head
decisions, oh my bad, another keg
my friend, tequila and one more dread

the last, the parting glance, hurrah
the past, the art of dance, sirrah.
























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can you tell i got bored?

still, the way you hide
your eyes when i look closely
i want to feel you here
  where we are now
come back to this future
let's find a way out.





























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sorry, i thoguht i was talking to my ex.
he lives in the body of the child we crushed
and taught a thousand lies mostly about love.

sorry you thought you were talking to your ex
she lives in the mind of the child you mangled
full of blame, paranoia and anger

nuff to go round id say.
sorry bout the confusion.
lets try again another day.