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Pen Leak
I took things out of proportion today
And I realized that the sky was a starving
mouth that sucked everything up up and up
It even eats the smoke
I wanted to be hungry like that, for once
But I'd just as soon bury my wants into the
kind of air that melts with summer
I couldnt breathe. And when I cant breathe, my
system starts to shut down
My eyes became a ceiling vent
and then I ripped them out
So I stood in the kitchen, facing the window
frozen. numb. the master of all voids, my heart made
of sidewalk chalk that will wash away consistently with
the rain
So what could you possibly say that I havent already twisted
around in my tip dented fingers?
Don't flatter yourself with the thought that you could make
me believe that the sky never gets full and eventually spits
everything in its guts back out
it does.
fuck thy heart.
