The ink spews your countless transgressions
Line after line of cursive curses
The meat from my bones contracting recounting releasing and unleashing the biting pain of every raw nerve.
shaking with rage I salt the paper and bleed the strokes in tiny pools of endless depth.
And then love screams back
In all its desperate attempts
To cling to hope.
Ive even convinced myself love is not enough
Love thinks Im serious this time
That im going to leave
Seperate my heart from my soul
Trade Flesh for fantasy
Love is Stupid.
Hello,
Why the hell am I writing fucking poetry then?
Why the hell
Would I want to get in the middle of all this ?
Well ?
" It's only Rock and Roll but I like it "
KS
Said to Dove and SSmoothie
Ha ha! Thanks KS Hugss
Ha ha! Thanks KS Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."