kid_hideous

some of these days you'll miss me more
and others less i'll guess and
the smell of you on my flesh won't linger
long, i'll bet, after a shower and a
shave, half a pack of cigarettes, a
bottle of wine to wash my mouth
out of your blood, the impression of my weight
won't wait around too long upon
your sheets, and the sound
of my voice won't echo every thought
you think too long.

-inspired by fractal's 'typeset' set

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