Treacle

It’s not my fault it’s the season. I want to punch you and I want to love you. Come to me, sugar monster. Something about now, something about this has me teetering the ledge. It’s not my fault its the cycle. I want to kiss you and I want to hurt you. Come to me, … Continue reading Treacle

Yoko

I wanna shoot the Guru a link to something that I penned but I hope that he is just following me all over the internet, in the shadows, eating my words on his lunch breaks and is finished reading what I would have sent anyway, somewhere getting high, a lil’ proud that he used to … Continue reading Yoko

To The Hilt

He wants something I don’t want So round and round we go… I tell myself I shouldn’t But I never leave it alone. Inside, it doesn’t feel good. Outside, I say certainly baby- Inside, it doesn’t seem right. Outside, I hope this makes him stay with me Inside, it smells like a thousand mistakes… Outside, … Continue reading To The Hilt