Today, feet over leaves as teeth raked over
egg shells, ankle stabbing pain, *******
could cut diamonds—it’s fall.
Today, tears over cheeks as snow whipping
over tundra, reddening eye—but hey, for
these shrinks I’m a living—it’s Hell.
Today, smiles over cutting, I try it once in
a while, enlivening head, and yes—it’s
cheesy to be happy—all’s well.
Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 8:23 PM UTC
Today, feet over leaves as teeth raked over
egg shells, ankle stabbing pain, *******
could cut diamonds—it’s fall.
Today, tears over cheeks as snow whipping
over tundra, reddening eye—but hey, for
these shrinks I’m a living—it’s Hell.
Today, smiles over cutting, I try it once in
a while, enlivening head, and yes—it’s
cheesy to be happy—all’s well.
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