I tend to flinch
in handshake offer denial

Sharpie stained across the lips

Perforated corset marks line the body

You are everything about a bride
that I've puked in my lap dreading at night

We could write such beautiful muzak together
you and I

Forever and ever A(fuckin')men

06/30/2008

Posted on 07/01/2008
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