By Misti Date: 2002 Aug 25 Comment on this Work [[2002.08.25.17.48.9983]] |
i have hated myself for bleeding needing more than i dared to ask for shedding layers of my deepest self my sacred self my shadowed self loss without gain again & again new lips to kiss new love to miss to die for cry for broken down and no stars in my crown from dying/trying/crying never lying honest always crazed by the daze the ways to fall again more men to memorize and drink to forget regretting the bone bare loss of dignity greasy from paint burned by the spotlight magnifying my flaws the jaws of death yawning in the front row i don't know flow flow like a Colorado river flow like peace without ceasing i don't know flow but i know flood and mud and i am not cleansed and i am barely here but maybe soon i will have no fears left i am a hundred years old decaying in glowing flesh. |