When we met you were
In a coked hissy-fit
Nose trickled from the drip
Bleak into a split lip
But enough semantics….
I saw you dance on stage
Blinding into a lightshow
Reminding me of a drugged movie star whore
Selling yourself to glares
And go-go girl blues
Lost…
Lost in ambience...
Ambiguity sparkles
And blinks towards
Your mirrored stare
Eyes that mist a translucent haze
While thoughts prove a hateful gaze
Like staring into the light
A delirium of spots and silver smiles…
An electric chrono-counter culture
Time moved an inch to take the sun away
And the city blankets a digital placenta…
A symmetrical skin-graphed
Neon sidewalks and skyscrapers
Walking a tenderloin wonderland
This X was marked in red
Shovels and picks dug for the crime
But cries ripped from the ground
Recording the death of a tear
*june dripped the fall of a star, mapped unparallel beauty of a scar*
Save your Billie Holiday
Stand beside me complex
Because you could never pull it off
Just take another pill
And wash it down with a hallow apology
I spoke in tongues
You spoke in vowels and slurs
All that came out was
*I _o_e _ou*
Mixed into defragmented
Sentence structures
A dead red robin huddled in the brush
*this was meant to hurt you*
.
.
.
Burn the nightscape I so thoroughly adored
And finally
Embrace the dreams I so thoroughly ignored
.
.
.
*time for me to leave, and I don’t know if I will ever return*
And though it all
Emotions left asundure
drowning
will be the last thing we remember
I kept your heart in my pocket
-whispers charred your ear-
Too bad you never kept mine…
© 2007 just shoot me in the face
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