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you told me
today you
cared and
i felt the
sharp
tears gather
in my head
falling with
no purpose
the gray
sky falling
down in
pieces

in my mind
i stuttered
the words
trapped on
my tongue
white glue
sticky on
my fingers

in my mind
the skinny
chick with
red lights reflected
in her eyes
smirks and
whispers to
me in a soft
seductive tone
you don't
really care about
me

i'm afraid
the girl has
checked out
and she will
not be back
do you want to
make a reservation?
white mushroom
cloud over
the still shocked
earth
ears ringing
with its black
cry

i hold out
my wrists
with perfect
white scars
and you reach
out your
hand and touch
their filth
the horror in
me invalidated
and sent to
its own personal
hell

i wish you
well
the girl is
not coming
back
she took
a train
your heart
in her pocket
her still
face reflected
in the black
compact where
she keeps
her fetid
thoughts

she might
write you
a letter with
crosses inked
in blood
dried and cured
with her tears
the words
slanting across
the creamy
white page
with her scent
still on it

you can see
her bent over
the page
the words coming
in a haphazard
flow

she wishes you
were here
let her go