Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Nothing Left To Lose By Gia

Ring around the rosies,
Pocket full of posies,
Ashes... ashes...
We all fall...
We all fall...
We. all. fall.

Down, down the slippery slope,
I am sliding again...

Up, up her eyes are sliding,
Thighs of creamy white,
Bitten through with broken nails,
Bitten through with switchblade trails.

Pale. Pale. girlgirl thighs.
I've spent my whole life
On my knees.
Begging please.

Swallowing back the bitter black pill
Of my inferiorities,
Of my taunting insecurities.

Tipping back my head.
Opening my mouth... up w i d e.

Swallowing back everything you put in.
Baby, just. Put. It. In.
Feed me your lies.
Hold me down
With your post-coital thighs.

My eyes are burning.
My head is heavy.
My arms are empty.
You're gone.

My hands are still cold.
My knees are still quivering.
My head's still spinning.
You're gone.

My words still flowing.
The wind's still blowing.
My eyes still leaking.
You're gone.

Take my words.
Upon your lips.
But catch them fast.
Before they.
F
A
L
L
idly
On stoned ears
Next to my little girl fears.

I'm just waiting until it all...
Falls...
D
O
W
N

Ring around the rosies,
Pocket full of posies,
Ashes... ashes...
We all. fall. down.

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