I hate really poignant statements.
The sly ones we all use here to sound so fucking brilliant.
And we title everything to death, so much so as to SUCK all
substance from the actual poem.
Its lame
It's lame. There need not be a conncetion.
Examples of Crap:
"Here's to all my yesterdays"
"Now I'm lying without you"
"Better off in the dark"
"Strange to see you care"
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Get out of here.
Let's do better
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Ex's:
"Milk we can fuck through."
"So I pull this and you do that?"
"Squeezing the dye from unbleached cunts."
"Make war and peace, make it on my face."

08/19/2009

Author's Note: Given up on form. Did I ever have any?

Posted on 08/19/2009
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