I broke rules
Behind the wall of her hair.
It stood like a pomade
Monument.
And I was dwarfed in
Its shadow.
My shoes pinched my feet,
And made my veins bulge
Along their rim.
But they glistened when I moved,
So I wore them.
I wondered,
As I was little more than
A bean,
Whether she ducked
Upon entering a room,
The same way I limped
Upon leaving.














Comments
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If death is the answer to love's mysteries,
Then bleed on my darling to the sound of a dream
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It is better to have loved and lost, than to have never lived at all
Isn't it amazing how much L'Amour sounds like La Morte.
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"you'll never gain weight from a doughnut hole"
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"you'll never gain weight from a doughnut hole"
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