this desert place

Wednesday, 30 December 2009 07:24

and all gods only in black &

white, and the two of us with the

luxury of fading away

the walls there thick with blood,

the air heavy with ghosts

rain against the windows

35 degrees

shades of grey laid on top of shades

of grey and it’s not love,

it’s fucking,

and the bruises are as

meaningless as you’d expect

said listen to this and

unbuttoned her shirt

said look and then pushed her

hand in through her pale flesh

pulled out someone else’s child

a miracle,

but i refused to applaud

-john sweet

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