my body is a trash can
a dumping ground for mistakes
every day is a morning after
every day breeds saccharine aches
bruised lips and handlebar hips
a naked exposé of wrong
from tarpit lungs, through purple teeth
eerie hisses of my afflicted song
the poison flower blossoms only once
infernal fragrance of forgive-me-nots
no tide rinses the sins of night
at 1400 weeks this vessel rots
Jun 4, 2012
Jun 4, 2012 at 6:26 PM UTC
my body is a trash can
a dumping ground for mistakes
every day is a morning after
every day breeds saccharine aches
bruised lips and handlebar hips
a naked exposé of wrong
from tarpit lungs, through purple teeth
eerie hisses of my afflicted song
the poison flower blossoms only once
infernal fragrance of forgive-me-nots
no tide rinses the sins of night
at 1400 weeks this vessel rots
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