Tuesday, February 21, 2012

About No one


marry me, Sticker Pants, where I was I miss Mary.
He might fall down he waits for something to smooth him then
he loses his keys no more states, no more gives a shits birth control
wait no more silent night
never stop dig any where. Over here. Don't stay don't stay
always corrugating meaningless phrases
control lips opposite then obsolete happens
careful your diction, you're sweet
your sweet aberration
dig: aware of body, now.

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