my head hurts
my heart hurts
everything ******* hurts
and there's
nothing
at all
poetic about it

You kissed me on my mouth
and I tasted like *****
with a coca-cola chaser

I was a stumbling mess
wasted and confused
about everything but you

I tried to lay in the grass
but you took me and
I laid safe in your arms instead


**m.s.

isn't it ironic
that hearts are heaviest
when they're empty?

I smoke Marlboro Reds
because the smell reminds me of my father

"Cowboy Killers", they call them

I'm no cowboy,
but I sure hope they'll **** me anyway

**m.s.