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By Misti Date: 2002 Jun 13 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.13.07.39.3416]] |
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he throws the words slut & whore around like bouncy little rubber balls he throws them hard and they bounce high and come back to his hand and he commands them to bounce to the clouds and there are no girls allowed in his treehouse except for me and when I forget the password and he won't throw down the rope ladder so that I can climb up I scream secrets at him and he loves me again but it's too late because the owl can see through my eyes straight clear to my soul and he will attack me if I get too close and the bluebird is sleeping and the moon is new which means the sky is black like his heart which was once red like candy but the Gemini woman he loved with an insane passion mixed blue into the red and messed it all up and if that wasn't enough she added yellow and orange and green and purple and well we all know what happens when artless people try to make rainbows out of the human heart those good intentions tend to make one helluva disaster area and disasters cannot be avoided when you're a Bull in love with a Twin and then in comes me the Aquarian klutz trying to clean up the mess she made but my Virgo influence is not stellar enough to bring the color in his heart out into the light I can fight the black I can mourn the lack but the red is dead and it's not coming back so I'm leaving the rack to somebody else and I'm forgetting him as I remember myself. |