some scribbles

tell me, once more, i won't cry
i'll smile with difficulty
i'll tell you a lie.
you're nothing to me, that's what i'd like
not you, not your chasm of a body
not your ruin of a life
and finally, faded notes and words will merge
into my memory
and stay there to die.

i'd tell you no, i don't still pine
i don't imagine your body next to mine
and your eyes do nothing, your smile much less
you're an emaciated girl in an ill-fitting dress
don't try your tricks, they're lost on me
but these are lies, you're all i see.

what else can i deny myself?
my deviance, depravity
my pleasures.
but i am the only one who enjoys
my utter base states
who loves to see my measures
and feel the truth pour?
do i solely appreciate
fine ruby on marble white?
and the stains such beauty leaves.
i'd kiss her marks, if she'd let me.
who enjoys tucking tobacco into paper beds
and setting it on fire?
who feels the tug toward the bottle
anchored between their ribs?
they're not telling.

Reviews

[amiri]

ahhh i f*****g love this, why haven't i commented on this before?!

"i'd tell you no, i don't still pine
i don't imagine your body next to mine "

brilliant :)