feel me in the morning,
i am still real
my dreams poured out on your pillowcase
underneath all that flesh is a caged heart, pale and beautiful,
dissociative, but calm, waiting for you to ask me something, anything, my fingers shake
tap tap tap tap taptap the keys taptap
i want to drown in you
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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