Sunday, May 27, 2007

meanwhile juxtaposition adorns dreams

We need no titles here

Our scars define us
Unoriginal though they may be.

Do you really want to see
me bare my soul and
its cigarette burns
how they mirror the lesions from the
acid she threw in your eyes?

We hurt as we love,don't we?
testing depth,
punching holes
where we think we need the light.

breaking as we build,
and wondering why
they always leave.

the monsters
they cower from
wearing our names.

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posted by Monica @ 6:56 PM Share your cobwebs (-: 0

there'll always be ghosts

We search for home
in the eyes of strangers

transient completion

in the arms
of those who fade
too soon.

posted by Monica @ 6:55 PM Share your cobwebs (-: 0

Sunday, May 13, 2007

conversation piece

There is no after-glow when you've been fucked over by assumption.

posted by Monica @ 8:27 PM Share your cobwebs (-: 0

perseverance

as
gravid
water
to
stubborn
stone,

in
time,

i
too
will
dent
you.

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posted by Monica @ 8:23 PM Share your cobwebs (-: 0