Tuesday, February 02, 2010

16 words: from martin and shin

be as the BAT
perched there on the PILLAR of my youth
SPIKE and prod my heart
for FRIENDSHIP
EARWAX coded candle flames
nip and prick my fingers for HEALTH
burn away my skin like smoldering RUBBER
i want to be SIXTEEN again
not so ROOT bound in this pot
i want to dance on the pool TABLE
RUNNING away from all the tentacle monsters of my past
slurping NOODLES trying, crying to
remember all my many NAMES as i age
as i FUCK as i punch as i bite
not the pink POODLE princess anymore
i am only your SACRIFICIAL goddess

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