Wednesday, July 28, 2010

wantingneeding

and the truth is

i'd crawl across the sky

to hear you say

what i've been thinking

all these hours

that

you

and

me

need to make a deal

on the whim of the uncertain future

so that i may be allowed

to drown

in the certainty

of

your gasoline lips

and

my matchstick tongue

sure to level the world

in our heady

firestorm.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

*snaps fingers*

Miss Malorie said...

inspired by my drug with gasoline lips... *snaps fingers*

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