July 9th, 2007 by

in love with death,

part of me was buried in that casket too.

fucking terrified

of everyday situations,

only running on 3 cylinders,

one more blow

might be irreparable.

attracted to the bony visage,

no man can compare.

i only want the one thing that i can never have.

not to much to ask for, huh?

One Response to “Inappropriate”

  1. beth buchanan Says:

    Thank you for your frank and simple statement that is just so true…in love with death. And so death is no longer the scary part. You have given me inspiration to enter a poem soon. Keep on expressing.

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