Tuesday, February 24, 2015

im.going to need more.meth to.fit into my wedding dress

shiny shovel
paved swamp
boiling underneath
cracking your teeth
chewing on the dice
on the precipice of ice

a ratkings plaything
stained and aching
bracing for blank pages
sleeping in the center of the maze
the minotaur is snoring
you are not a threat
a zombie mascot
pacing back and forth

birthday urinal cake
frosted eyes and flaking face
let the.candles melt
and wax seal your scars

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