Saturday, May 28, 2011

hollywood

you came running to me
all bandages and broken
with your spear to your heart
and that heart's ache unspoken

with my curse on your lips
caused by unseeing eyes
your death song, keening, wailing
suffer i for love's disguise

your nostrils are flared and your eyes are rolling
your heart all aflutter, making you dance and sing
your head's in the gutter, you must have your fling
because self-deception is a wonderful thing
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