Friday, April 28, 2006

I jumped off the balcony so I wouldn’t wake you when I unlocked the front door.

I took a step away
From a girl made dead
A wonder weaved with shame and sickness

sliding doors open quieter,
than our apartment door does.
i will make this easy for you.

Falling down into the courtyard
I was sure you would find me
Note in my pocket with my blood stained signature

pile of flesh and nothingness
puddles of shit and piss
I will never shine for you again.

Open casket this fucker.