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we don't go together.
i'm manicyou're depressive
and neither one of us is healthy.
i need no sleep and you're not getting enough
you pass me on my way through the door to the bedroom
when we're talking in the courtyard i'm
watching for your eyelids to fall, and trying
to prop them up with my words, spilling from my mouth
like they can support your spirit.
grandiose ideas and plans
my muscles are twitching every onetwothree milliseconds
STOP TOUCHING ME i don't need your help right now
i can do it all on my own. why are you so warm when i'm
so cold? i don't mind, i don't mind, let me run a mile
to where i think you just might be.
of course i'm not going to ask you - i know, i KNOW
where you're going to be. i know everything, did you know that?
racing thoughts and speech patterns
i'm omnipotent. jesus said he'd return, why can't he be me?
maybe that's me, maybe i'm your savior. let me be your hero!
i'll crucify myself with a hammer and thorns, and smile as the
blood runs down my face because i'm worth it, you know?
i'm doing this for you, for you! why don't you GET it?
anger or extreme rage
i can't just sit here and let you do this to yourself -
iwanttohelpyouineedtohelpyouicanhelpyou
because we both know that she's the one for you
and you especially know that i'm not. so what the
HELL is wrong with you? why can't you justjustjust
do something about it? are you too much of a man?
you're not enough. i'm sick and tired of you parading
like you're filled with helium - you're just hot air oh air
i think i don't breathe enough do you think you're alright
i just want to help you i'm everything you need come closer
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you, sir, are absolutely ridiculous. you know - you know -
you know what i want to do? ha, other than you YOU SUNUVA-
i want to run my teeth up and down your spine and every time
i kiss your bones i'll count your vertebrae onetwothree curves
and we both know you want me you want me i'm here i'm here
tell me exactly what you want. i'll do it. i'll do it, whatever it is
i'll draw spirals across your shoulderblades and rip tears across
my cheeks as long as you're there to sip up my saltwater joy
delusions
you love me.
i'm manicyou're depressive
and neither one of us is healthy.
i need no sleep and you're not getting enough
you pass me on my way through the door to the bedroom
when we're talking in the courtyard i'm
watching for your eyelids to fall, and trying
to prop them up with my words, spilling from my mouth
like they can support your spirit.
grandiose ideas and plans
my muscles are twitching every onetwothree milliseconds
STOP TOUCHING ME i don't need your help right now
i can do it all on my own. why are you so warm when i'm
so cold? i don't mind, i don't mind, let me run a mile
to where i think you just might be.
of course i'm not going to ask you - i know, i KNOW
where you're going to be. i know everything, did you know that?
racing thoughts and speech patterns
i'm omnipotent. jesus said he'd return, why can't he be me?
maybe that's me, maybe i'm your savior. let me be your hero!
i'll crucify myself with a hammer and thorns, and smile as the
blood runs down my face because i'm worth it, you know?
i'm doing this for you, for you! why don't you GET it?
anger or extreme rage
i can't just sit here and let you do this to yourself -
iwanttohelpyouineedtohelpyouicanhelpyou
because we both know that she's the one for you
and you especially know that i'm not. so what the
HELL is wrong with you? why can't you justjustjust
do something about it? are you too much of a man?
you're not enough. i'm sick and tired of you parading
like you're filled with helium - you're just hot air oh air
i think i don't breathe enough do you think you're alright
i just want to help you i'm everything you need come closer
increased sexual drive
you, sir, are absolutely ridiculous. you know - you know -
you know what i want to do? ha, other than you YOU SUNUVA-
i want to run my teeth up and down your spine and every time
i kiss your bones i'll count your vertebrae onetwothree curves
and we both know you want me you want me i'm here i'm here
tell me exactly what you want. i'll do it. i'll do it, whatever it is
i'll draw spirals across your shoulderblades and rip tears across
my cheeks as long as you're there to sip up my saltwater joy
delusions
you love me.
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to everyone
i.
I am your leech in gold bangles
unfolding like silk and cigarettes
on your kitchen counter. And then
I am the clay dripping between your artistic moments.
ii.
Years later -
You found me without eyebrows
in someone's muddy backyard
feeding strays with your peanut butter.
I mash two fingers into my face and smile, wiggle my fingers,
my hips. You,
iii.
You are my dead language,
every shade of gray in a painting,
my cab-ride musings and the rustic
smell on my pillow but tonight -
iv.
You are just soft bones in a glass of bad wine.
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synonyms for circular
announcing honeymoon affirmations!
waxing and waning
'til silver tongues
lose their proper polish
and unlined clouds
let rain fall
naked
justifiably taken (for tears)
at face value
it's custom made fate
tailored to individual distaste
and the grating
grateful company
of something to complain about
all the while wishing we were
someone
somewhere else
where forever stands
firmer
in its convictions
but instead
finding
friends
is what we make of it
and love laughs last
not
lasting
it trips the tongue
and trumps the heart
every time
but
oh
how it suits you!
Literature
the loudest lie he ever told
it starts when the clouds break his head and the waves crush his legs. his tears drip on my thigh and the colour of sleep floods my skull. the sound makes me afraid to open my eyes.
the next thing I know I'm naked, holding dry leaves to my chest. this is the thing to do when the boy with skin as frail as paper isn't here to touch me with his blue hands.
I wouldn't mind his lips in my hair if my hair twirled and created pictures of his skin to trace over. I wouldn't mind the wind blowing me through tree branches, through the arms of my lover. I wouldn't mind shivering if it meant holding his hand in the rain. I wouldn't mind my hands tugging
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i don't even know. i'm fascinated by manic-depressive disorder, and i know this is nowhere near close to it. i wish it was, i'm doing something wrong. ugh. i wish i could write something real, lately. i'm stuck in a gross rut.
i might take this one apart later and dismantle it. help?
i might take this one apart later and dismantle it. help?
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Damn,
It's good, real good.
It's a subtle but exact, too exact, recollection of the episodes I used to have.
I'm stable, at the moment, but you know, calm before the storm.
Don't dismantle, it's great.
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