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I Miss YouI'm not going to tell you I miss you,
I'm not going to make myself look weak,
And I hope that you're doing the same,
And maybe that's why you won't speak to me.
in the end,
you've got to be
your own hero.
trying to save
t h e m s e l v e s.
Dorothyi will never forget
that time i grabbed your hips
and mixed with the cocktail
of my lips and your lips
you let out that involuntary
and all of the sudden i was Dorothy and
you were the strongest tornado i have ever seen
Mathim not very good
or multiplying by x
but i wish
more than anything
that i was good with numbers
so i could figure the exact formula
of the curve your skin makes
where it stretches over your cheek bone.
My Hearts Funerallast week i attended a funeral
for my heart
i threw my nerves and sanity
in the coffin
and covered them with thick dirt
a flower on top, like a cherry on a sundae
i haven't felt like anything was missing
until i saw you today
and i felt nothing
it was a foreign feeling
im still trying to decide
how things can change so much.
Drugsif i could
i would take that smile
and inject it directly into my blood stream
my parents warned me about drugs in baggies
sold on the street
but never the ones
and a heartbeat.
little violoneThe earth for all its years could sing without me.
Past the sky, the listening spheres sing without me.
Deep in the woods, the nymphs and spirits flit
through the old trees. They hear, but sing without me.
Within my heartstrings hums the flesh of beasts,
threads with no bloody veneer - sing without me.
Now the crawling creatures are left alone;
coiled metal seals the nuclear - sing without me.
Carvings and curves of a feminine feel,
like ink into her back seared - sing without me.
Artists work my tongue with pen and horsehair -
groups of musicians here won't sing without me.
With ease, I can mimic the human voice;
to great peaks I dive and rear, so sing without me.
I don't need your voice. I am in command
of sonorous solos. Dear, sing without me,
or try. My fairy, phantom garbed in white,
you couldn't bear, puppeteer, sing without me.
Surprise Tea Party From HellMy Jack Frosting is gone,
Once I finish my drug-laced Earl Grey tea.
Now, what are they going to do to me?
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