Science Fiction Saint

Fragments from a reluctant suburbian

True Love

Sunday, March 18, 2007 11:14 am

you lying girl-bastard

fuck you
and everyone who said you didn’t

all that venomous hope
and gossip
and now
all this vodka
this unfinished business

you did this
but something else too
you have been unspeakable
but we got somewhere didn’t we

I want to ask you why
but it’s so cliché and we both know you wouldn’t have the words

Filed under: Poesy
Posted By: NJ Cullen