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May 2011
****** down a faceless hole
of love

      i imprint my chest on the stones
& sledge hammer out the breaken memories
of her

collecting in dark pools by my head
         she says
i’m sorry i cannot leave

the mystery of her legs        (butter)
spread
still deceives me

i sing through the strings in my teeth
       of the pretty shapes
of lies


TANTALIZE

there are no velvet ropes
       from which to climb out

no glowing exit signs from her mouth


i once believed in ___,


but now
i don’t even see
myself

                (fine)
soaked through my    china bones

the pools of her are all I

feel

i rip off my skin & the clouds of my soul
       finally, emptiness     .
kate crash
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