Thursday, November 28, 2013

sad daisy

the sad songs are the kindest
there's truth in certain matters
                  a vision of dew drops
                        settling
             in a wasted mouth
crazed spit from upturned lips
            gnashing away
                   at the wrongs committed
                        the most beautiful music
          tainted
               raspberry
                         vomit
erased                      smeared                   transient
               deathly                      corruption
the most beautiful music is rancid on your tongue
        held                       in                       your                     hand                      breaking
                   forevermore
Good God,
                          your sadness is a drug.

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