mouth like a cut: enjoy your black night ash heart comes and goes with the wicked...
#poetry Um, Lady, this SHREDS IT —- SPREZZATURA! INTERNETS, #THIS
how words are like the weather
and sometimes, all come together
and you have
the magic and wonder and hells to yeah muthaf*cker! xxK
enjoy your black night
ash heart comes and goes with the wicked storms
you say you felt it in your gut—
but you’re gutless
spineless
brainless
colorless
heartless
behind the veil you were always empty,
reflectionless
*
where i once saw tall
i now see
small,
weak,
pitiful
callous
on its knees.
January 08th, 2012