oh_me_ghost

So this chicano barely opens her mouth ever
And is MIA and half-present for one second
And then coming at your throat
In somehow five dimensions the next.

She asked the girl with the bite marks
Is it wrong that I want to stare at you like TV

Guarded, and not for her own sake, but for the sake
of those whom she would
in a moment of whimsy annihilate.

Shes been to the oddest of the non-existant hells
Where there was nothing but self, and survived somehow
Maybe by promising the gods that
she would be careful not kill people with her eyeballs.

She might be slightly demented, empty, and black of heart
But I dont know, its like shes
Demented as protection.
Anyway, she seems to be doing fine.

Im pretty certain that Im wrong
And that shes probably just a jackass. But its like
Theres something about her existance that just resonates and
Makes me calm and yet scared to my soul
Some kind of quality she has, or that I project onto her
And even though she seems to be saying
Heaven isnt there. Believe me, Ive checked everywhere.
Its clear that in the meantime, I dont even care.