beautifully romantic, dying for a cause.
so if i misread what you intended,
will you still come back for me?
–
i once knew a girl
with mermaid hair and calluses on the tips of her fingers
and a penchant for chinese takeout
and too-tight jeans
and blue eyeliner
and to me
she seemed like a goddess.
and she told me
that all the “fuck you”s in the world
couldn’t overcome the wattage of my smile
yet she still let those “fuck you”s get to her,
and soon the silver owls hanging from her ears turned to vampire bats
and the takeout turned to energy drinks with fearsome names
and she lost weight and luster and hope
and then she wouldn’t let me get to her
–
written w1jun2011.
this one had a story behind it which needs to be expanded.
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idiography 