quasi_sean

perish
it is
only a
moment
before
the
reminder
and
i
am
seeing
you
in
a broken
mirror
left
hanging
on
the
door....

this is mistake. MISSSSSTAKE.

cannot take this away quite yet before i am here and there is nothing behind me--tho the whispers grow louder while pills fall like flowers from the mouths of my shadow children there are six of them behind me. i used to smile. i used to enjoy. i used to feel sexy when i was alone.

no time left to sort out details. i'll imagine a death that rips me apart and this casket holds my heart--this dirty wrap.

you said...