Wednesday, January 9, 2008

"Sleeping"


Sit around
your venom has made me flammable.
So let the flame burn straight
to the ground.
Piss on my ashes so it doesn't smell like burning hair
and when I'm floating far in death
I can imagine you were there.

I've got it pulled back
out of my face
but I'll miss you laying there anyway.

So I kept a piece of you inside of me
but when I died, I wish you were beside me.
I took in your venom, but you still bit me hard
and once was all it took
I lay in bed, I shook.

Cold as Ice, was how I died...
Wishing your arms were around me
but I wished too much,
expected more than you had

Instead of love, I have the unknown
I'm sleeping in your empty bloodstream, instead of a home.

(11.11.07)

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