Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Like Lemmings

In blue fog she puffs on a cigarette

Peeling another man's skin from her teeth

Tossed to the wind, fading as dried leaves

I wish every night to be the next victim

The orgasm of falling apart in her gnawing frenzy

We're already mush before she bites down

Eyes like hammers to tenderize diamond boys

“Make me a statistic, left crippled in the ocean”

I'll die honored at the feet of statuesque glamour

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