Sunday, December 30, 2007
Finks
She thinks of someone else's hair,
Falling smoothly over her face.
Then she smacks her head firmly on the keyboard,
In the vain hope that the thoughts will bleed out of her ear.
Or any other fucking orifice. ¶ 9:15 pm
Falling smoothly over her face.
Then she smacks her head firmly on the keyboard,
In the vain hope that the thoughts will bleed out of her ear.
Or any other fucking orifice. ¶ 9:15 pm
