must not be true for jerkoffs just like you
only i can upset myself
to no end,
i think
because my steps always somehow take me back
to follow my old chatter
my own words
telling me, yes
you've said that already
stepping on words which take me
out
for a walk
for a long steady stare
at the big picture windows
with the wedding dresses
on the other side of them
this would look so good on her
i say
she is so vestal, pure
white
is certainly her colour
i know because
i've seen
how all colours converge within some people
to shine and together create
white light
and how i am a kind of
gagging black hole
i pull
against the will of nature
choking on blotting out
all your colours
sure, it's fun to swallow
until there's nothing but
nothing and me
in this room
black holes don't ever disappear
you just won't get close enough to see them
just tell me why
why the fucking why
or
i'll threaten to swallow
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