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their love
where they kiss a bloodbath blooms from red lipsticks
cancer sores spread from their lips and where
they touch the ink is drawn from needle kicks to fingertips to tattoed hips
it's poetry believe me this is this
when they fuck their breath is smoke and substance is not all they are
on the upward ride the icy slide of crystal meth
right behind her eyeballs is a shooting star
he wants to carve them out what luck what serendipity
don't
pity me she chokes and then they fall
it was so beautiful before
cancer sores spread from their lips and where
they touch the ink is drawn from needle kicks to fingertips to tattoed hips
it's poetry believe me this is this
when they fuck their breath is smoke and substance is not all they are
on the upward ride the icy slide of crystal meth
right behind her eyeballs is a shooting star
he wants to carve them out what luck what serendipity
don't
pity me she chokes and then they fall
it was so beautiful before
Published 23rd Nov 2012
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23rd Nov 2012 10:03pm
i like the idea of sliding upward.
right behind her eyeballs is a shooting star.
you paint the darkside pretty grin.
right behind her eyeballs is a shooting star.
you paint the darkside pretty grin.
24th Nov 2012 8:59am
on the upward ride the icy slide of crystal meth
right behind her eyeballs is a shooting star
Awesome.
right behind her eyeballs is a shooting star
Awesome.
24th Nov 2012 1:32pm
25th Nov 2012 1:19pm
You should read Sean Kilpatrick's poetry if you haven't already; I've convinced myself from reading your stuff that you'd like his work (the first section of his book 'Fuckscapes' is the most interesting). I really like how the line break at 'where' gives the reader a space to put these bodies inside and almost feel them for themselves.
