Tuesday, 21 August 2007

fuck curiosity, stupid imagination

it was all i could do to twist it
all green and gauche like a party balloon
into something that resembled a daisy
rather than a dagger
(stab stab stab
i tripped and fell again and again)

all it means is
that you fell
and he jumped after you.

but the ground rushes to meet us
no slower for it

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