Sunday, October 2, 2011

We've refused chemotherapy, and we're dying from ourselves.

We are the afterthoughts
we, clinging to the history
and memories that were oh-so-fucking-good

we are tiny barbes dug
into a time that was better
that was alive with verse and babble

we never thought it would end
And it will never end!
But I don't see you anymore

though sometimes you comment on my blog

That's what I've it's been reduced to.

And I thought I was going to be greatness
And I thought I was going to be Ginsberg
And I though I was going to make you love me

we would never loose that moment
with crashing waves and steady beats
We beat our hearts to the stars for a taste of each other!

And you poured yours out
messy hot on the sand
littered with sandfleas and
the glitter of a starlet

I think she's going to be famous now

And we told secrets set deep in your eyes!
Your face against mine I could feel your breath
as you told me how the world should be

as we dreamed it

But our guardian has retired
and we've scattered the globe
and I don't hear from you anymore

I don't hear from you anymore

I don't hear from you anymore

Though you promised me your heart on your Birthday!
And you promised me we would be great!

But she doesn't speak to me anymore.

We have the fate of dying constellations
calling out as we fade into the universe
a forgotten song
a burning fire
so small we can't burn it down on our own!

I love you all!
I want to lick words off your eyelids!!
I love you all!
I want to devour the flesh of your soul!
I love you all!
I am dying for a chance to be close to you again!
I love you all with the heartbreak of a childless mother
and a sisterless friend
I love you all!

But you're a million miles away.