Saturday, April 28, 2007

don't want him to
speak this way
the lightness of heart betrays the world
he holds and hurts for
I want him to stand up
and explode
I want him in full view
I want him to go down as a mark
on everyone
and everything

baby I cracked each rib
with each flapping wing of each city pigeon
with every cigarette stub
I tore a shred
I dug my nails in

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