Night HandsWeariness will crawl in the back of the throat In the glow of a T.V set, drooping eyes and yawns, I limp up The stairs and seek my bed I cover my body in blankets, turn my head towards The Wall The same I have slept against ever since I was a child.Night Hands
Sleepily I imagine the night personified Pressing his face against the opposite side- Me and the night cheek-to-cheek.
The blinds are slatted against Night, Bars he can’t pass through- like a thread trying to pass through a needle head He tries and misses, tries and misses; Locked in my bed I will not help h
The MosquitoYou’ll feel strange and the clouds will open On the dime of the room You had left when you had decided to; The mosquito is there that you had brought in With the night in your clothes.The Mosquito
It partook of you; But inside, buzzing against cream walls Your blood will grow old in the spindle of its body- And, killed, will smear black and brown against the hand.
| 19, in Fine Arts (Second Year) Is awesome. Likes: many things. Hates: many things. Loves: deeply. |
Working BLARGH.
Tired
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You remind me of the babe.
(What babe?)
The babe with the power.
(What power?)
The power of voodoo!
(Who do?)
You do!
(Do what?)
Remind me of the babe!
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You remind me of the babe.
(What babe?)
The babe with the power.
(What power?)
The power of voodoo!
(Who do?)
You do!
(Do what?)
Remind me of the babe!
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95.6% of statistics are made up on the spot.
Marriage= ♥ + ♥
The Church of Frosted Wheaties. Part of a Complete Salvation. [link]
What are they made of?
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You remind me of the babe.
(What babe?)
The babe with the power.
(What power?)
The power of voodoo!
(Who do?)
You do!
(Do what?)
Remind me of the babe!
--
95.6% of statistics are made up on the spot.
Marriage= ♥ + ♥
The Church of Frosted Wheaties. Part of a Complete Salvation. [link]
--
You remind me of the babe.
(What babe?)
The babe with the power.
(What power?)
The power of voodoo!
(Who do?)
You do!
(Do what?)
Remind me of the babe!
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