Today was the first time I put on makeup in six days,
flinching as I anticipated the usual sting of misplaced liner.
I have to look good, though. After all,
how else do I make up for nearly a week of anesthesia?
There's nothing else i can do.

I lie on my back on dulled blue flannel
whispering a Hail Mary, one of many this week
and think of all the pointless, trivial things we shared.
You used to tell me that I was always brushing my teeth, and I smiled each time,
laughing through mouthfuls of blood and self-preservation.
How was your week? What's the weather like there? Are you thrilled for tomorrow? Do you remember what it felt like to fall asleep hearing me on the other side of the line?

I wanted to draw today, but notes on my clipboard were everywhere,
surrounding a graphite picture of Lisbeth Salander like a halo.
Notes to you, of course, all of them.
You used to say you liked my lips,
covering your own mouth
so I couldn't see your beautiful, dripping, two toned words.

My to-do list is filled with broken promises and shards of glass, but I swear,
I'll get around to it all some day.

only now do i realise
that everything reminds me of you
i can't even plug my phone in
because all i can think of
is how it relates to us

just remember what my fingers felt like on your skin
when you look at her

Your art, like yourself
Is better than you think

I rolled up
George Washington's green face
And ****** the world into my nostrils
Feeling the decay
Of lost cities
Run on sentences
Rotting inside
Scarred throats
A bus into the grimy city-
Tires screeching on the road paved in bones

The time that's been ordained, are three score years plus ten [1]
Sixty-nine have been fulfilled, the last will soon begin
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One week of Seven years, will be a cleansing of the earth [2]
"The Time of Jacobs's Troubles", anguish pain and dearth
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Word War Three is on the way, one hour it will last [3]
Millions millions will be killed, then into Hell they will be cast
-
If your journey into Hell, is postponed a little bit
You will take the Mark, before you're cast into the PIT [4]
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For one thousand years you'll burn, then you'll stand before the Throne [5]
From the Books you will be judged, you worshiped gods of stone [6]
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Then you'll be cast alive, into the Lake of Fire [7]
FOREVER there you'll burn, with every other LIER !!!

[1] Dan 9:24
[2] The Book of Revelation
[3] Rev 18:17~19
[4] Rev 14:10
[5] Rev 20:11&12
[6] Ashtaroth (aka "Mary")
[7] Rev 20:15