Inside my head
Near my heart, it's
All around me
Deep down in me
Every muscle of my body
Quivers in shame
Under my skin
After all is done
To me, in me
Everything hurts the same

No one sees me.
And I don't know how to
be me
anymore.
Screech
Clatter
the pen draws blood-
I will sleep with a
12 pack of
candles
And pray one of them will guide my way.

The precious stone in my mouth
is dust
And I have failed
miserably
in being superhuman.

My friend . . .
I'm not always pretty, either.

05/31/2002

Posted on 05/31/2002
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