In Movie TheatersHe looks so beautiful in the dark- and no that's not meant to be cruel or unkind or to imply I really just don't like looking at himIn Movie Theaters
but this morning he didn't bring heat to his hair so it sticks up like baby bird feathers on the side of his head black and orange and blue and lovely in yellow light
I hold my finger to his mouth as if to say oh, shush and he just kisses it and laughs because you just can't take that kind of thing seriously
He looks so lovely in the dark and I can feel the girls on the other side of us thin
He said No.In a pulsing crowd we closed our eyes and said, No. Like a beating heart we throbbed, Don't go, don't go. But you did You left in the night Just packed your things and didn't leave a note Just sort of expected we'd know what had happened We did, and it didn't make it any betterHe said No.
It would only be unfair if we called it unfair Ten thousand eyes sharing one set of binoculars Watching from afar and pretending we don't care We do, I promise But not for the reasons you think
Of a million stars, you flickered like a flashlight lost your batteries and died &nbs
Winter Never Looked So Cold.If I asked you to draw your name, what would you do?Winter Never Looked So Cold.
Would you write out the letters and design them with intricate swirls and loops, and smile triumphantly as you showed it, and when I sighed and looked away would you wonder why?
Or would you draw me something else. A world of stars and things that make sense but not quite. A black and white woman with sheer coated eyes, and silver swirl skin. A color made landscape with 'thought it was almost good enough' doubts, and 'this October I'm gonna write your heart out' regrets. Would you look at me with 'I wish you were someone else' eyes, and flash me a smile
Control.Even without teeth we'll find ways to bite Soak up our water; we'll burn you alive Religionless minds find hate to praise And God-loving men have a Father to blameControl.
Put out our fire; you'll smother to death Burn out our feathers and we'll crush your chest Abolish disease and cancer of the brain Someone will find a way to kill you again
You say put up your hands and I say never Make excuses, excuses And we'll never get better
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Potius Mori Quam Foedare
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