Friday 25 July 2008

I used you to write this

i see
im alone
a rat the rabbit
my hairy ears are glistening quivering hastening
the slow decay the fast de-
generation
(re-gen-er-a-c-i-on)

now the wait the slow fall the things I want you to know
the betrayal is false you know as much as i do it
can be
the stasis the drone the nostrils flared acrid smell my hair burns my hair burns
again your shadow again my eyes again
im in the darkness and my m***ocan nightmare will be clear:
there's the pink panter the murmurs in my ear the hint
of tears? the friends who ate too much
the girls who fled, screaming
the eyes flashing in the dark the eyes snapping and biting snarling at the cars that drive by in the night
painting my walls with light stripes s/tripe lights
you're gone you're gone!
its over
we won.