Sunday, February 6, 2011

3:52 am

A girl who'll take her clothes off,
an angry fucking mouth,
owls perched in trees looming
over little children with
bloody knees lost in the dark
at night, parents out with
flashlights and intestines
twisted tighter than God's love
for you,
for you.

I want to set this room on fire.
To watch it.

I need to die.

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