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 Feb 2014 Amy Grindhouse
v V v
I needed your touch today
the day just wasn't right
and even though it wasn't right
it just felt right  
to need your touch
because so many things
I have needed in my life
have mostly been
unhealthy or addictive
so needing your touch
goes to show you just
how far a man can come
when he is truly loved
and is able to truly love
in return.
Dedicated to my beautiful wife Carol on this our 7th Valentine's Day
They tell us, in school,
to read all these books
by great minds;
H.G. Wells, Arthur C. Clarke, George Orwell, Ray Bradbury, Aldous Huxley;
but, at the same time,
they tell us,
even if subconsciously,
to ignore the grim implications
coming evermore true with each passing moment
of these Prophetic authors.
[Flashback]

You know
sometimes I think I'm still

afraid of you
and sometimes maybe I'm still in love with you

other times I sometimes still wake up with a dry mouth
and cold sweats
screaming your name

until my throat is so sore **** I swear I'm gonna bleed
gagging on those memories
those ghosts of ****** noses and broken mirrors
keep me up all night like alley cats
****** each other in the street
But I also think that ain't all

[Hangover]

because after all these long and tired weather beaten years
when we both stopped looking like we
did when we were sixteen and got gray haired and bitter
I think we both know that
we can never really leave each other

[Overdose]

That's why after all this time we can meet up

we can eat some stolen pills

chug a beer or two and finish off a warm bottle of wine

then talk about all those old hard knock times

while

we can sit together on your bed
and use
super glue
to patch up
***** glass cuts you made all over your legs
 Feb 2014 Amy Grindhouse
Peach
With patience he caressed my heart
His filthy hands gleefully left
Sticky black ink stains
He told me they would always remain

With determination I cut my heart out
My tainted hands painfully ripped
At blood filled sinew and muscle
I told him it would be like he never existed and grabbed a shovel

© 2013-2014 Peach
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