hazy floating elegance
balances
out
my elemental hunger
for something
that i can no longer
stomach.

Your outdated underachieving
preference to
sloppily cover your lies
with a thin veil of
remorse

no longer
keeps
me warm.

The cleansing hunger
roars though my body
and
my headache spins me
around
like a limp rag doll
from a lost and found.

Alas, i am ambivalent...
do i want you,
or am i to let you go?

08/08/2008

Posted on 08/08/2008
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