Wednesday, January 26, 2011

slush.

cherishing morsels of a lack luster lover. a volcanous emotions. erupting. set me free with a chain embedded deep with regret. I loved without residue. took his maneuvers & rearranged the game. monopolizing where feelings used to create sparkles. taking 1000 cigarettes to overtake voided spaces. I can no longer reach the shell. dug my heels so deep into oblivion that I left scuff marks on the intents. finding sanction in a manifestation of regrettable table toppers. I have been told that I have danced on the moon a time or two... now I'm left waiting for the sun. conquer all the stars & play cards with constellations.

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