Sunday, February 01, 2004

Stabbed in the center
of my custard filled heart
with a spoon
I watch he scoop
out ceamy custard
and eat it in my face

I am delirious from
the pain she caused
begin to see candles
lit and burning everywhee
aromatherapy meant
to calm my nerves
end the pain
and she orders the scent
to bury me inside myself

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