A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.
Monday, May 20, 2013
Fuck Up
My heart swells heavily,
with the misfortune of
death longed heavenly.
Take away this body of mine,
kill off all the matter,
in time.
Please help me stave off my
crimes.
I need to be healed, forever
of all kinds.
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