Thursday, July 15, 2010

Tooth Brush

Torn pages dirty floor
Smelly skin morning comes
This sun is too bright
Give me a dull one
Coffee goes down as easy
As I’m dead


Tattooed soul and scattered feelings
Sticks to the window glass
Last night’s moon in bruised sky
Raped stars and broken doorknob
Holy war with bonded dreams
Waiting for a strawberry bowl
Desires knocks at my door


Last night’s words
Lies flat on my cover
Yesterday was purple
Today is blue
Take a look at me today
I’m not whom you know
I’m a crowned skull now
Ready to live alone


A blue day shattered by a stone
I’m that stone
That doesn’t roll
Don’t hate don’t push
Stay away don’t come close
Stay away
Don’t come close

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