

Blue TuesdayBlue TuesdayBlue Tuesday
I choke on my whole fist-whole heartedly. Thrust hard into the depths of my throat, To pull out dark fishes & old food, before
This body digests and makes it into more of me. Morning curves, holding in light in crimson lines Of deadly wines that stick and burn like magma glue. And you, all perfect in the slim sunshine. Golden blonde
Like chardonnay wine. Heroin binges and center-of-the-night Free-based, slow-shot, quiet-smoked lungfuls of real love.
The real love that includes my thick thighs and your so Pretty green eyes. Theres coffee boiling, & a


TwoSlip into the quiet Of an empty houseTwo
Early. Or late.
Sip on cups Of two a.m. tea And just think. Today was a change
That didn't hurt. A cold That didn't freeze.
Rediscover something old Or find out something new (or fool yourself) Because days like today Don't come often.
Slip away from the quiet Of an empty house Because it's not that late And besides, It's really just early.


No wonderTwisted angst 'I hate it here' And slow-cooling coffee. Conversation rumbles (mumblings) But a lighting-rod tongue Still shocks me.No wonder
Disgusting pain 'I cut today' And long-cold coffee. Graveyard talks Heart-to-hearts With only bodies
In the way.
Commonplace depression 'It's killing me' And cryed-over coffee. Midnight whispers Moonlight kisses That don't help
Anyone.
So it's no wonder That I dont like coffee &nb


Bring the darkShe's shut up-up tight And a little lachrymose When she's not up (shut/tight)Bring the dark
Blending with liquid, Cool harvest moons She'll skate right by And not even look back.
I make her turn around Then just let it go Walk away And almost not look back
Sometimes, I batter her body. So what? She won't fight back But she'll talk back For wooden-bat beatings (blue/black)
We'll drink together To kill both our pains When she's up (shut/tight)
Dead drunk, we'
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Crystal
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