the frost between your teeth
have taught me how to gaze past lying tongues,

but I still have the remnants on my neck
proving you were once thawed

call me up
and whisper through the lines

you really think anyone
would listen this time?

tell them all how salt only adds to our flame
but we've been drowning,
and I know the chemistry behind your schemes

so you can take the myths
to keep your feet grounded

while I scrape every memory
away from my face.

01/04/2006

Posted on 01/05/2006
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