reflections
February 28, 2009
skin like hypercolourchanges with the touch and the sweat
dogs of the apocalypse
(heads and snails, puppydog tails)
my lips are my downfall
my hands betray me
and my eyes lie
in shadows everyone is beautiful
soft light makes everything true
seared into my retinas
are bad dreams
sweet things
your reality
this is fast and painless
this is unpredicted
and so premeditated
my head is filled with sparklers
radiate out my hands
and onto you
onto everything
later
the night is quiet
and i cut my feet running.
reflections, originally uploaded by thealphafemale.
