Live or Love
She is hisParasiteShe clings forDear lifeWith the Sullen hope ofA wrist Or maybe just A finger,Making sure he knows thatShe's not going AnywhereAlthoughHe knows that.We all do.We see him offerHis heart.We see herSuck it dry.We see them springHigher andHigherIn their cannibalistic Flower potStill pondering whereLife is goingOr maybe that's just me again.The moonless night is anAll-day-occurenceFor lifesuckers,Donning each other likeBelts 'round the waist,Moving quickly throughForeverMoving quickly through Each otherStopping only to read the Astonished looks on theWall clocksAs they somehow lie aboutOur youth.Vampires in metallic 'shades'Amongst the culture of us miceOmnipresent shadowsLiving for us perfect nowsI envy your gold and ruby-redI envy your delusionsRandom cartons of lost milk-soulsHost-and-parasite confusions. Written September 10th, 2001 © on Sep 10 2001 12:55 PM PST, Katrina Armour 0 • 8
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"She is hisParasiteShe clings forDear lifeWith the Sullen hope ofA wrist Or maybe just A finger,Making sure he knows thatShe's not going AnywhereAlthoughHe knows that.We all do.We see him offerHis heart.We see herSuck it dry.We see them springHigher andHigherIn their cannibalistic Flower potStill pondering whereLife is goingOr maybe that's just me again.The moonless night is anAll-day-occurenceFor lifesuckers,Donning each other likeBelts 'round the waist,Moving quickly throughForeverMoving quickly through Each otherStopping only to read the Astonished looks on theWall clocksAs they somehow lie aboutOur youth.Vampires in metallic 'shades'Amongst the culture of us miceOmnipresent shadowsLiving for us perfect nowsI envy your gold and ruby-redI envy your delusionsRandom cartons of lost milk-soulsHost-and-parasite confusions...."