green but not quite new
green but always aware of decay
green but sometimes the eyes are brown
green is a dream that involves the two of us
green is a pool we melt into forever
green oh how it contrasts with blue jeans
and skin scrapes on the concrete
and the scarring begins when your skin starts
to look like flank steak and
the strips mix with the gravel and blood
and your far too similar to a decaying
animal than that sweet Irish girl I've dreamed about since I was 15.
Oh you green bitch of fantasy
wont you melt on my cock
until green is all you can see
with your face in the grass?

03/17/2009

Posted on 03/17/2009
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