An illusion of life turns to ashes in my mouth
Damaged goods are disposed of in vast landfill tombs
Not wrapped in shimmer latex and patent leather
A mirrored gender out of dimension
False female projection a wasted life in divas clothing
World wide second string acceptance
A long dormant black rose bloomed in the sun
Now withering in darkness
Petals falling to dust
Words falling into black hole consumption
It’s a desert thirst with concrete dust
Stiletto fantasy my prison of shattered arctic ice
A butterfly fans its wings
I don’t belong
A step out of sync becomes the shadow of attraction
My razorblade fascination
Skin bursting with light
Bipolar emotion sliding forever
I’m Beauty without function
Desire without courage
Love unrequited
My soul bleeds from my dreams
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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