June 13, 2005

My Gay Club Entrance Essay

I hate life.
Why does it do this to me?
Jenny must die.

Nothing will satisfy me now.
I crave his absence.
I cannot tolerate
being the only one miserable.

I am always
in love.
But always
the only one.

I want him to read
and immerse himself
in this,
and feel
these lines run across
every inch of lovely skin
like veins
then soak
in this tender milk bath
of my loveless words.
loveless words.
every word a part of me.
every word a part of me.

then let me hear
him scream.
as words turn
to nails.

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