the taste you left to form

"shortened breaths she exhales her ash buries the rest flesh and pink and beautiful she won't understand but I try and tell her listening halfway between glitches in her head she mumbles things..."

"murmur like sandpaperyour voice cutslike razor blade dullsbutsharplike glass and shredsnext to meskin that used to belongin between the sheetsin between the thighsof young freshnot yet to be labeled h..."

"pudding melts and -paper days i hear your voice -scratch over me my skin is grey -and unfortunate you like the weather -when it rains always pushing it -to fall out of my sight and into your eyes..."

"should i scream -before you pierce my body to rip out my heart should i scream -before you pull it out to soak in bleach should i scream -to startle you and deafen yout ears in hopes that maybe you'l..."

"I love the way the smoke       Highlights the room       With your breath Feels like touching             Something deeper       Inside of you. Written March 5th, 2002 © on Mar 04 2002 09:53 PM ..."