Tuesday, February 28, 2006


bit through my tongue
blood soaked up the pillow
like a bad cocaine morning smell
bleach needles with every nasal inhale
I’m surprised my face hasn’t fallen off yet
cause you only get so many layers of skin
before you flake away
take this and talk to it like habit
I’m paranoid of sleeping frozen
and seeing the day under these dark circles

who needs an alarm clock
when your own violent shakes el’ wake you up

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