Tuesday, September 8, 2009

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going to have nails all over my body
clinging to this
clawing against
dug in deep
coursing
pumping
sending
planting

so when I am sucked out

there'll be my name
if not the letters
then the blood of it

I love you so much

that's all I can think
when the empty peeks its head around at night
like "nigga...any time."

casting a light
blazing everything temporary and hollow
like "don't you have enough of that?"

and yeah. I do. so that's why I haven't committed
to this rot in light speed to dirt gross shit.

I just.

I just don't fucking have time for it.

and all I can think

is I love you
and I want to show it to you

that's all I can think.

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