my lips are the color of your eyes chameleon reflection in my teeth changes every time you shift towards someone new camouflage lies disappearing beneath her clothes I still smell the shit underneath your tongue disgraced between each lover twisting layers of reality I wont be buried beside you soiled fingers Im still scraping your games off my eyelids. 01/22/2006
01/22/2006
This is really well done. Sometimes your work makes me feel like I'm watching you create a shockingly real painting. Well done, as ever.
