Those first two leaves
don't mean anything at all
they're like training wheels,
anonymous instruments
to get you started
That's what my hands feel like
right now
that's what your body feels like
right now
Your face is turned away
but I still feel your
embarrassment and fright
you are so unsure
of your own weapons
It feels like
you've given me everything
I have no qualms
with disrupting your world
there are no reasons
to look back
You keep telling me
you don't mind
but I know
I have uprooted your soul
You have come to this
strange and brooding place
to find out about me
but all you see
is their blood splattered on the walls.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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