Suck on my heart,
Until it ejaculates art.

True love goes down
Like a bomb filled with dope
Perpetually sucking that vein

It's a cargo cult
Holy water harbors mosquito larvae

You take pride in the fact
That you've dug your own hole
Burying yourself piece by piece
Until you're someone completely new

I'm an ominous cloud
a nosebleed stained pillow
with tattered sheets
My dizzy head
is a tombstone
for the emotionally dead

07/25/2013

Posted on 07/25/2013
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