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i made you this ash tray.

by Brynn Dizack

nobody | nothing | anymore

my life scrawled on a
paper napkin in scritchy
handwriting complete with
:: c O f f E e // r i N g s
&
c
..r
...u
.....m
......p
......l
.....e

....l
......i
.......n
........e
........s
where your sweaty palms
clenched me wh.O.le your
f---i---n---g---e---r---s
shaking wiped your forehead
& then we parted at the next
available
trash can

"i meant that in the
nicest of ways"
yoU fUck

now that i can
clear my clouded
eyes of y..o--::U
stretched out
and hung over a
dirty
c...l....o....t....h....e....s....l....i....n....e
between my ears

or stretched tight over you
and your hallowed music like
a d r U mmmmmmm..m..m...
][you'd like that, wouldn't you][
taut even after years of beating me
just because i made a pretty sound



04/27/2002

Posted on 04/27/2002
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