Light candles in abandoned houses
Like souls
The darkest ones
Breathe memories
Some taste like an ocean breeze
Feel familiar
Some screech like burnt rubber
So familiar
I am here
I am far

Please please me
No its not easy
And yes ill strip down ******
Tucked flesh into trembling teeth
Nothing like this sweet release
Mindless sheath
Where I
Forget my shame in feeling
Faultless to the blind eye
When we are done
I turn away
Faced with the feelings
I cant cover in play
In fantasies i see
A me that is free
No hand on shoulder or hip
But I must concede
A need in needless desire
Roundabout thoughts that conspire
To wrap my worth in a bedsheet
Bite mark or bruise
Evidence
Im wanted since
Another he showed me
Warranted power
But im no woman in a tower
I track testosterone
Like if i dont ill be ever alone
Settle in snug
Caught another slimy bug
Bedroom reuse
Refuse
To love me
Without a he
Powerless till i arise
Stripped off self disguise
Sand off hand marks
Of heroes who couldnt hold
An aching empty mold
Tell me again
I can fill it with a friend
Or a poem
Or a pen
Scream that i dont need these men
Take them off the shelf
So i can tell myself
Please please me

You've been hiding out inside of me for six weeks now
Playing dormant
While I played dumb
Bean sized bundle
Cells,
I tell myself
Cells
I tell my cells
I'm sorry
I don't know
If you would be benign
Or cancerous
To the me that does exist
Call it selfish
(At 19 years, I'm no philanthropist)
I know
Bean cell bundle
You are a part of me
But
Now it seems
Loss lurks at either exit
For if you stay
A part of me goes
The young heart that yearned for the harbors of far shores
You would possess it instead
The mind
Imagining futures brimmed with possibility
Unstoppability
Would then fumble with responsibility
(There are days I slide alongside time
Up hours past the alarm
Don't feed myself till supper
Bean bundle
I could offer you existence
But I can't say it would be any good)
What if I offered your existence up?
Stats say 8 years would go along before someone would call you their own
8 years
Old enough
To wonder what could've been
And why
Your life looked nothing like the tv sitcom smiles
Feeling a heaviness in your heart
They say
If you see a suffering animal you have to put it out of its misery
Well you haven't had the chance to suffer yet
For the quarter inch of you cannot feel pain
Preemptive maybe presumptive
Fate may have fondled you with joy
But
The world is not often this kind
And
Though a part of me will go with you
Crying,
Bleeding
A corner of my heart away
I'll do my time
wondering,
what could've been,
And why
But
I can't bring you into this world
If I know
It may serve you only strain
Bean sized bundle
Of cells
My cells
Whatever part of me you may have come to be,
I choose me
I'm sorry

I can't feel you anymore.. but when I think I almost can my ears burn hot. I swear it was your breath on them that made mine quicker. I've felt the way your lips laquered my earrings clink against your teeth I don't think I can hear my own voice in my head anymore you've slurred it all to a resonant mmmmhmmm. Funny how frogs won't jump out of boiling water and i'm choking on another vision of you choking me, hard inside me. I guess I knew you never wanted to hear my real voice. Just a throat crushing squeak never easy to shush me but I let you. I let you whisper inadequacies into my soul till I wasn't sure I had one but I was always more soulful seeping so I thought your shriveled heart could soak me up. Soak us both but you wanted a stream line trickle. Predictable, not so fickle. Im nothing if not an intangible tide tossing showers of sediment to swirl in new space. There is no space for your sturdy stillness settling was something I tried to do for you. But the breeze doesn't stop when you're standing still, I couldn't pause the tides of will. Still see you so scared of drowning never treked past where toes could touch. But boy I am much fuller than you'll feel, much deeper than you'll see. Seldom stray far from shore shapes shallow eyes caught beneath. I've been listening to the clouds. I've been singing a new heat. Tell myself again, I'm worthy. I am worthy of love from me. In a quake of sadness shake dust from the places you touched. Solace in the touch of a new he. Nothing like a brush with your body but I'm remembering what it's like to feel free. Wavering joy with sadness missing you and hating you and forgiving you and forgiving myself and forgetting to love myself remembering loving you then finding the hurt you gave me and piecing it into a poem I've lit on fire twice now, rewriting my mind won't be as easy as I thought but my heads above the water and the sun might take a peak. I know there's forces fear won't foster. Trading past for future cut like a movie scene. Where I command role of self. Self assured. Rest assured my waves will crash. I will stop hating them the way you taught me to. Some soul will swim strokes with the fish, learn their names and places. Some soul will surf my biggest waves, tuck them into the shore. Calm and twirl my tides with ease it was easy to believe you could catch with such bait but I can't blame you for getting sea sick. For slight of heart has no place in mine. I wager these waters will draw a Poseidon sink or swim.

Do you ever show your love like that squeaky dysfunctional shopping cart wheel because same

Maybe if I'm buried beneath these sheets long enough
I'll melt into them
Chained to the bed
By a fatigue dressed in fuzzy pink handcuffs
With your name scrawled on the side

Ravaged the light from me
So if I don't see the sun for long enough
I'll convince myself I'm not real
A figment of someone's imagination
Sent to tell them their taxes are due
Their fly is undone

Convince myself that if I stay still for long enough
I'll slow my body to a leaking faucet
Lethargic sleeping pill slow motion
My heart will beat the way I imagine yours does


buhhh





boom



What a heart you have




buh



boom



A beat
As though living is an art I could just master



buh




boom


Like loving was the art you couldn't grasp



buh




boom

Maybe if I dream about you enough
I'll stop having these nightmares about being alone




buh




boom



Or maybe if I peer over the edge of the bed
It'll look less like a cliff than I thought

Buh


Boom

Maybe my feet could find the floor
You once swept out from under me

Buh Boom

Maybe I will stand without your hand to steady me
BUH BOOM
Maybe
I never needed you much at all

You know the story of the bullied who becomes a bully?
Have you heard the tale of the rejected who becomes the rejector?
Put up brick walls to cover the footprints where you left
Wordless
Numbing
A piece of me in your back pocket
Did you lose it?
Because I am nowhere to be found
And though you look upon me now
Puzzled
She is here
She is
No
She isn't
No longer
She won't
No longer
Physically present
Mentally distant
I hold smiles at arms length
Look for intent in a compliment
And now when he holds out his hands I check them for blood
Looking for the women he's left in the soles of his shoes
They say trust is a bridge
And I'm thrashing in the current below it
Cognitive distortions
Singsong anthems
"No closer, no pain"
You taught me
Sweet babe

We died that day
I can see our mausoleum now
Stacked stones
Memories, overlapping
Beautiful and meaningless
Wasted space in heads too young
Too young to see the facade of this house
Falling away
As you fell away from one another
In different beds now
But mommy and daddy's would always love each other
Right?
Permanence was supposed to be spelled in your names
I dared not think it any other way
Collapse was hearing my fathers cry
From seeing mine
Choked by some unseen force
I think we can call guilt
We weren't meant to stay together
Alive
This family
Fate fiddled with the idea
Fabricated smiles
Serving dinner to the ties of your marriage
Us
No
That day aged us years I swear
Reality thumped in chests
Where blind faith once lived
Zane was old enough to know
Family meeting meant goodbye
Zara young enough to hold concern only in our puppy
Asking with a quivering lip where he might go?
I excused myself
From the room
The idea that this was real
And it must've been my fault
I thought
The blame must live in me
I see the sorrows in my parents eyes
I know the blame must live in me
Somehow
How could I have known?
The good in this
Seeing my mother's smile light up in another man's eyes
Someday
And now we're buying our new house
To replace the old one
Building it with empty stones
We've yet to make memories of
My new step sister
A step mother  
And none of my fathers cries
How could I have known
I wouldn't still be bringing flowers to the steps of our mausoleum
That life moves on
And how beautifully bittersweet that could be

I think of you like the moon.
Even stealing my sunlight,
You were beautiful;
And just the kind of imposter
I'd come back around for.

Single sneaker rolls down a road
As the dog barks at empty room corners
Limb shaking winds replace august heat
With an off key church hymn humming heart
And
Two toned makeup, matching stain on new---old shirt
Animal tested
Cheap
Incomplete
Like a José guzzle, airy gag
Shots of half assed smiles
Across an empty bar
Read half assed headlines
Bury corporate hatchets
In pocket or timepunch
Wish we stood for more

Whats to be done in the wake of an earthquake, rapture the ground concrete with memories seeming more now like lava flowing through cracks burns the heels who walk a path dont try to look back there is only rubble there now heathen halt in the dusty mist of what was squint your eyes for the finding of freedom in the form of a face or a sky in the drink you gulp by maybe stray cats nestling a *** ankle or the weeds taking over the yard there is no fault in being the persecuted only fail when you see yourself victim rather than hero for the downtrodden need to see your smokey smile lead on the packs no chip off your shoulder we will have your back

You are a murderer
The worst of kinds
A serial killer
Preying on minds

****** off stripper spit
Loose lips
Eyes locked
On wallet
Congrats, slick
Close up on a slimy siren trick

I pierced my *****
Maybe so she could have teeth
So she could bite back
Maybe to reclaim my body
Maybe just for bling
I pierced my *****
As a ******* to pain
As a “no you didn’t” conversation piece
As a **** out of here if you can’t handle me
I’m not fragile
May be ******* broken
But I break myself on purpose just to watch me rebuild
I pierced my ***** as a ******* to fear
As a ******* to an ex boyfriend
An ex lover
An ex ******
An uncle
A parent
A precedent
A deity
I pierced my ***** for ******* fun
For fun *******
Maybe I pierced my ***** so I could write this poem about it
I pierced my ***** to make people uncomfortable
Did it work?

Ghostly nostalgia
Train hopper
Restless receipt
Dream itch
Shoo fly
Full sigh
Track tie
Leftover glances
Slapped happy
Wind swivel
Velcro catch
Flu faced
Stake claim
No reentry

Late nights in my brain like walking down a dark alleyway barefoot lightly clothed in the idea that everything will be okay thats what they say streetlights shone on pothole streets beats my face reflection to a wavering wonder something will come here caught a wiff of a wayside street wanderer finding sleep in a corner covered in ****** on life of been then being hard to know who im seeing am i still me? Hardly walked in my shoes let alone others loose unused excuse for solitary misuse find time in pocket phoned life we aspire to be more like look alike lavish facacde comradery in journalistic honesty all is well when i burn in hell follower frontier founder of warped mirrors and fun house on acid play my show to the masses how to see oneself clear in lie prescribed  glasses

You turned the broken glass beneath my feet to lillypads
It seems im walking on water now
And i know what it is to feel Holy
Yet so full

Maybe I just wanna sabotage this
While I wait for you to do it
Western style
Locked and loaded
Who's gonna draw first
**** a white flag
No truth in our truces
Well this time,
You won't catch me with my guard down

Deranged distortions thinking i could contort just right foot red left foot blue twist and turn on trembling tip toes so i might fit into pocket or palm, remain calm if claimed clammed up im bearable woman being rearranged into commercial jingle ring "im good, how are you" stuck in head or throat tote a hoarse smile stinking of another blah facade forlorn forewarn follows fake plant growth in (t)his sunlight promised life to the rubber made grade points plucked like pencil pushing excuses, effort isnt tallied into parking lot anxiety attack lacking attendance peer remembrance of your presence in bleeding nailbeds ****** into sweatshirt smothered eraser faces, forgetful social graces self slap lap up launguage barrier breaks cant breathe without letting words escape race to wring the worry whimpers that echo out of bitten lips split a panicked pulse quicker and louder shout not now mouthy mislead slink in your seat enter dark disengage garble gag on empress embarrass

Soliloquy shake in neon light
Bare bones brittle smile
Stomp waves of green
In stand alone heels

Grisly dogs groan and reel
Pant in heat
Gritted teeth show slobbering snarls
Scraggly smirks
You showed among lost mutts

Put on your begging eyes
Limp tongue hung
Wagged lingering shame
Hard **** in hand
Go **** yourself

I read him one of my poems
He complemented my mechanics
And although part of me laughed
Wondering how he heard me breathe the commas
Heard my spelling bee winner's letter placement
Still
The notion stuck
Steadfast
Push-pinned in my memory
In the neglected space where kind gestures live
I told him how I appreciated it
I should've told him
Boy no no
You don't understand
My mechanics need fixing
No not my grammar boy
I should've told him to volunteer
Sweet boy
I know hands are easier to work with than words
Touch me with both
Shhhh sweet boy
Fix me with your good nature
Let it wash over me
Wash away my grime
You needn't a good speaking voice
But a good intention
Warming arms
To thaw me
Couldn't hurt
But sweet boy
Too bad
We all grow sick of licorice
And I broke you
Like the mantelpiece momma told me not to play around
I broke you
For a less sweet boy
With a politician tongue
And words soaked in muddy motives
I broke you
Hardened you
Into a less sweet boy
With a polititia- err
Salesman tongue
And words soaked in muddy motives
I left you
Gone with the wind
You were the Rett
In the search for my Ashley
But he broke me
Like the soldiers countenance heading to combat
He left me
Wondering
Where all the sweet boys could have gone

We like to fracture vision
Into labeled science fiction
Preach a separation
Between a you and an I
A sea and a sky

We like to hogtie matter
Into a mine and his
Telling anecdotes
Like land plotted write-ups
As though earth should be taught to divide

They say decide what you want to be
In the time when we are still finding who we are
And maybe that's why
So many end up unhappy
In some mundane line of work
"That will earn a steady income"
But I'm not sorry
I can't do that
I'll pay in laughs
For smiles
I'll never return to the store
And they won't get it
But that's okay

I can't remember
The last time
I didn't
Write
Your name
In pen
In hopes that you
May be
More permanent
That way

The things you swept beneath the rug
The skeletons in your closet
Draped in dusty yesterdays
Reek of rotten some days
That must've found a place

The things you swept beneath the rug
All covered in deceit
She saw tomorrow in your eyes
As you hummed her yesterday lulla-byes

The skeletons in your closet
Some were people you used to be
When weaponized words wore
Bitter scars
And you forgot how anyone elses world could seem

The skeletons in your closet
With names like punkin and sweet
Filled your bed
As you hoped for empty eyes
Have you found now how people cant fill you up
With Houdini escapist stays

In life

The things you sweep beneath the rug
The skeletons in your closet
Things a cruel conscience won't set free
Do they find you when we're weak?
In a nighttime reminiscent mind
When you'll admit that your heart does beat

Things I knew you swept beneath the rug
But I never thought one of them would be me

In this house,
Volumes raise
In drinks
As in voices

Days dependent
On dad's dependency

Some nights
Bottle bottoms
Brew brutal words
Wonder if he bully's himself with them too

Warned watchfulness
Wait
For the wind up
Hope
For the wind down

Mom's voice tiptoes
When his snores begin to sound
This house
Sighs deeply

The ticks of the clock are wavering under the sound of snoring through the house
I cannot see the clock
And it seems I've been here so long
I wonder if time has stopped,
Slowed, drooling down
Their cheeks
Onto a pillow

As I slyly try to slip
unnoticed
into that same unconsciousness
Search party flashlights shine thoughts to my mind
Pierce me for a moment
So bright
I must look

And ****-
Just like that,
There goes the exit sign

So I flop around like a sunbather
Flustered
No light to soak,
While the next head over
(My sisters)
Is draped in a French fry crown
Being fanned by her burger henchmen
The McDonalds queen
orders her bidding done

And mom
Below in the basement
Is caught in her teens
Primping feathery hair
To an 80's pop tune
Chanting into her hairbrush
Until she becomes Stevie nicks herself

And next door,
and on this street,
and the next,
People enter their portals
To find (or forget) the untouchable realm of their minds
And I lie
And I wait

You said her voice was like nails on a chalkboard you say mine is mommas lullabies and until the shrieking shattered glass cries you said you never knew I could sound like a familiar pain. I show you how its tacked to my shadow, say how a stay in the dark wont offer me escape. You said her cries echoed wolf to a choir and when the preaching drowned you out like school hall lectures you found yourself waiting for the bell to ring. You said her touch was like a doctor checkup and mine was family reunion hugs each time we met but I warned you I wanted to be the footprints in the sand before the tide takes me along cause I know she was searching your smile for a glipse of forever but I've been so hooked on your now that I'm hoping the future finds reason to wait. You said the shards of your heart she trailed you along have turned to lillypads in my presence and I tell you I know you must walk on water because I'd never believed in such holiness before, you say you only wish to make me feel full in no higher a power than the moment to make, I tell him to feed me freeverse compliments at no stakes cause the past cant catch us in its wake and we won't plot a plan for fate's fingers to break cause all I want is my now in a kiss I will take

She's thoroughbred hunger
From her double shift mom to her deadbeat dad

She tiptoes through junkyard junglegyms
Collecting alleyway beach glass

She learned to swindle
Haggled survival with the big guy
Big sisters traded on corners

She was one
Karma mustve forgotten
While doing rounds

She's got an invincible soul
Stitched of disappointments
Wrapped in sorrow
Hope as a bow

He's thoroughbred gluttony
From mommas limelight jewels to daddy's sin-shined shoes

He learned to swindle
To thrive
Wall street walk on the 99%

Politician promises
To impermanent faces

Costly trips
To extravagant places

Mixing up "enough"
With "more"

Looking for happiness
In a store

Though it seems to me
Whats made of life
Is what makes life worth living for

Say hello to poetry
When I say goodbye to you

What beauty the blank page holds
Like fresh fallen snow
Before the kids shake their slumber
Before the earth has begun to yawn
And I like to watch it wake

As fragments turn to sentences
Turn to fragments
Turn to villanelles
Turn to sonnets

As people turn to leashed desk job dogs
Or artists
Or lovers
Or dust

As I turn to what this page becomes
And ay there's the rub
As endless pages in days won't
Turn to endless days in pages

But the blank page remains
Timeless

The sky spits dancing flecks of ice
Shaven from your soul
We catch them on our tongues
But they vanish
Much like you

You were a threat to my stained glass sanity
Armed with rocks and a voice
That could cure a feminist
When I tried to tell you I love you,
I need you slipped out too
I found childhood dreams in your smile
Dressing up in mirrors for prince charmings
That never amounted to the ones I found
In bottle bottoms
Cigarette smoke
Your rescue was less brief
Supernova beautied death
In your Hemingwayan terse verse
"I love you, sweet.
I must go."
Darling
Tattoo my initials in your mind
(As I've done yours)
Just the way we carved them across town
Marking places we'd been
And now you lurk in
Every shadow
Of my
Every memory
And I can't do much
But cry
And smile
At our bittersweet demise

Rudimentary
You hold me like a child
Embryonic
Needing
Those hands that give life
To my skin beneath them
Awakening
The hibernating smile
That's away when you are

The music of my words falls on dead ears
You could care less for my poems
My sadness
But oh
How you care for my body

All I really want
Is this heartbreak
To feel less like your sadism
And more like some punishment

I am not a happy ending
Don't look for me
In a smile
Or a laugh
Look for me
In blank pages
Tire tracks
I am not a happy ending
I am not wistful coffee break talks
But shattered glass
And you may see me glisten
You may hear my siren songs
But I am not a happy ending
I am your daddy's old corvette
That we drove to collapse
I take all passengers
And I am collapse
I am not a happy ending
Don't talk to me sticky sweet
Boy back away from my flames
I am liberation
Would you try to catch the wind?
Well I am not your happy ending

Dark lips that bled of a love
So raw it could be spoken only from a drag on your mother's cigarette
Dark lips to match a soul stitched of runaway lovers
Lifted from your reach
And I can no longer find the horizon in your eyes
Stolen
By words he forged of hades blood
Rolling about in your mind even still
You carved them into you
To mask skid marks of his love on your thigh
Bleed out the memories
External scars to match the internal ones
Your tattoos
You say you imagine one reads "strength"
Another "fearless"
"Punishment"
The only beauty you see in the girl in the mirror,
Is the beauty you undo

A single sneaker rolls down the road
Dog barks at empty room corner
Off key church hymn humming heart
Cheap.
José guzzle, airy gag
We shoot half assed smiles

You sleep much like a citys night
Squealing brakes on subway grates
Trickle down a rusty pipe
Leaky faucet to showering snores
Swingin **** chatter
Lining to living walls
That bear witness at
Writhing renewer
Shut out shut in
Classified conglomerate clasping
The thunder of a thousand thoughts
Or Dreams
A thousand thoughtful words
A thousand thoughtless
A thousand oohs
A thousand aaaahhhgonies
In repitition and random order
A hum to a hammer
A breath in harmonized heartbeats
Follows a breath plucked from puckered lips
Lush like advertised kisses
Stolen from a squeezed tight chest
Wont wake with a start
Even when your body quakes
To try and yank you from a mind
Unsettled
Unsettling
Hearing you murmur
Idle chatter at existense sans consciousness
Id like to caress your unconsious
Breathe calm into cavities
That slow that iron heart tempo
Astral project
Bait switch in place
Not a pain to replace
But if it could be the case
Id slink into your shaking skin
And claim it my own for the moon view
Then you may know a restful slumber
In Opposite minds rewound anew

In some corners before sleep we are lovers
I **** a soliloquy off your thumb
In starlight solace
Lament to lunar eyes
Sometimes too bright to look upon
Swelling softness swarms my gut with a glance

I'm giddy again, little girl note passing butterflies, you're fluttering through my veins again, it's like the first kiss  but I don't even need the touch, hours apart but I'm weaving through these memories like keepsakes in a box and I never want to lose it, I never want to store them in some dusty attic, you deserve more, you deserve a space in my mind I'll call the best kind of nostalgia some day, and some day when turmoil has its say I'll open up this box and feel your warmth, even if I'm hours away, I'll whisper my good mornings and good nights into these walls so you can surround me once again. I'll carry your burdens on my back and call them mine. There will be bad days. Promise me you'll never let them weigh down on the good ones. Make me your nightlight and I'll fight off the dark. When you lay down with the sun, remember I am there to be your glow. And we can rise together with the day and greet it as an old friend. This old friend I hope we can see again and again.

Meaningless
Mist veiled eyes
I missed the mark
Again
I feel less
Slither into caves
Burrow to sleep
Shut in
Shut out
Sorry light
Creeps in
I sleep through it
Didn't want this

I want someone to notice how far ive drifted how lost i am how tired how dead. I want someone to tell me how the song in my voice once sounded so joyful; feel the drag in my feet, the shake in my hands. No, i dont  want this cluttered mind and I dont want this used body and I shouldnt want to drown in this silence but I dont want to disrupt the hapiness of those around me with a sadness I dont feel entitled to. Pretty white girl and she dont wanna live? More like crazy attention seeking *****. Dont wonder why I isolate. Reason behind sadness is akin to reason behind actions and when all we can do is wrong dont underestimate a cry.

Always find a way to pick pieces of glass from rock
Softened by the waves
Thought theyd make it harder
But the edges in search seem smoother than my own
Won a green beach glass laugh
To match the hints in your eyes
I couldnt make them stay on me
Hard to see own needs
When wide asleep in your dreams
So it seems
Need comes with a warranty
I never read the fine print
Drawn to a captive glint
Of being belittled by your
Passion aggression
Never learned my lesson
Weary words adorned in blessings
Prayers of tomorrow will be different
Change in an inference
Instant
As if
I could lull a dull duo
From festering
Within a soul ******* sorrow of desire
For you or something like
I met a boy with your same birthday
May be my lucky day
You could say im not through
Whats new

Forgotten dreams roll by on train cars
Lurch quicker than your mind will have them familiar
Run on coal blacker than his deep well eyes
And yours so strained from ever searching for the bottom
Find static emptiness instead

Like cracked pavement
Reflected in battered bones
With names like home

Where dinnerbells resound in a momentous capture of the wingspan wandress
Retreat inside yourself
My dear
Blow off the hand that sprinkles regret to crust your eyes
At dawn you will be awakened
Blow off your plans like Queen Anne's Lace
Wishing only that you could take to the wind the same

Carry a sunset glow in your shadows
And watch
As people, like sunflowers will be drawn to your light

Love with the girth of your lungs
Relentless and unquestioning
Offering and receiving
As karma sings your songbird heart tune to the clouds
They will part for you
Like Moses' sea
You'll magnetize such energies
Like instinct
Flying to your summer
There will be a clarity

And I fear
That this
Is
    Seeping
Leaking

                   Feeling
A little less
                  Like something
Scrawled onto
A ***** napkin
         Sealed
With
  A lipstick               Kiss

And I hope
That you
Are
     Showing
Growing
                 Learning
A little less
               And knowing
More than
Mommas money
            Taught you
Wrapped up
    In a                 Certificate

Your god complex
Troubling
You are narcissus
Reincarnated
Did no one ever teach you?
The worldly revolutions
Have nothing to do with you
And though your body is heavenly
(Made me feel like god)
Your words are not my scripture
And you are much more like
A churchless Sunday
Than a sinless schoolgirl smile
No, you never saved me
Dear god
I guess it's a good thing
I'm an atheist

Unrequited love is a funny thing
Torment
I'm glad you've let me feel it
Ghost like whispers in my ear
Tell me I'm only good for a ****
Tell me to **** you up or be gone
All more material
And you'll find yourself in my books some day
And you'll remember your favorite bootycall