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sheet tackles and
mad locked you
threw down like
a coups d'etat

cuffing me like
you meant to make love
but when you
brain washed cupid
it came back
to bite you in the
bones

as if you hadn't
learned from listening
the guards are first
when the prison breaks

you can put hell's demons
in cages
but metal melts
and so do night sticks
proof that satan's fires
don't burn out
they just lie simmering
for the next wind

the last straw
was your first blow
only ripping my innocence
to prove that flowers bleed
when you love them
like war

my gates gave way
without bleeding
so you rolled your dice
non-stop
until they did
like shoots and splatters
up and down, in and out

until you blew your load
and gunned it thrice
shooting P.O.W.'s
like beer bottles

one by one execution style
until all my five senses
dropped to their knees
begging mercy to befriend
you

only i didn't have
that kind of worth
for love
my heart was only
defaced fool property

my love wasn't worth
the painkillers
and iodine
so you mixed my blood
with scotch and vodka
slathered my wounds
and force fed me
tic-tacs

but blood makes
the grass grow
and you'll be caught red handed
with green thumbs
sex on you breath
and guilt in your eyes

the devil's got your tongue
in a halo
the angels pinned your
heart to your sleeve

so go ahead and scream

i'm the gatekeeper now
these old stomping grounds
are now subject domain
to my revenge

and i'm itching for a fix
i've never had
while i grow on you
this blooming bud
then paint your roses red
scraping bones till
i see blood. c



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On Saturday November 17th, 2007, Geisha (806) writes:
Why is it that all of your works leave me grasping for words to describe such wonder? So raw...-Airi


On Sunday August 12th, 2007, Inevitability (645) writes:
I want to comment. I'll just quote lines like an idiot and leave my jaw on the floor...so, yeah, that's the best I've got..brutal beautician..


On Sunday August 12th, 2007, braindead_poet (585) writes:
heart-wrenching, sinister, bitter and brutal would be the words to describe this; nothing pretty about it. It's just as though you were peering into the darkest depths of the psyche and recording what you see in a one on one with the reader.


On Sunday August 12th, 2007, braindead_poet (585) writes:
but then again, my interpretation is only how it comes across to me. My mindset meshes with your perception and the results are very profound. You have a hell of a way with words, and yes, the pun was intentional.


On Saturday August 11th, 2007, Lolita (115) writes:
*Rereads* I think I understand. I hope I do, anyway. But poetry, poetry like this, is proof that even ugly things can be made pretty.


On Saturday August 11th, 2007, Lolita (115) writes:
*Quivers* This is really pretty, but really... raw.


On Saturday August 11th, 2007, What Limes (164) writes:
I didn't know what to make of this the first time through, but I read it again and decided that you've pinned down something powerful and tragic. And that's something many try to do, and fail. Good work. Can't wait to read more!



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