Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Junk

Exes from Texas
As the midnight jive
Takes the midnight train.
Oh to be on it
Could have
Surely stopped it
To know and to hold
Fuck just let me go.
You know I don't love
And you know I don't fight
And now you see
The slight back of me.
From a distance in space
But no time in between
Worthless you scheme
You sour night dream.

You win over while
A hesitant smile
You coil your skin
So I'm sick from within.
You laugh at my lashings
But soothe them with oil
You snake you slime
Just recoil.

You daren't I hope
Open eyes to me
Or lips to speak
You better with speed
Break lose from the mares
And far away stares.

Creep back to hole
The one for you toll.
Happily ever after
The end of your memory.

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