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The only thing was, he couldn't stop thinking, of the way my rotting body, would soon start to stinking. And where would he bury it, and what would he do? And it's a good thing he'd changed his mind, and hadn't killed two. If you keep up that gaping, he might plan anew. If you keep up that staring, he'll end up with three, because one would be you.

And two would be me.

And then where would me and him be? Except maybe, like you, hanging from a tree.
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Read like a writer
Bleed like a fighter
Choke 'cause it's tighter

Flick! Like a lighter.

Scream 'cause there's fire.
Smoke till you're higher.
Take the escape route;

Balance on wire.

Wail and start crying.
Dream like your flying
Bend your knees to your chest;

Jump! and start trying.

Lie and start bluffing.
Float like it's nothing.
Get out a board game,

Chance till there's something.

Fall like you're sinking.
Sigh like your thinking.
Reach for the clouds

Rain! And start drinking!

Hit the floor like it's pain.
Laugh real insane.
Sit up, greet the headlights,

Of the oncoming train.

Feel the light: brighter!
Flood the sky; whiter.
Know that you're gone,

And fly, all the lighter.

Smile and run.
Fly 'cause it's fun.
Always look up.

And soar for the sun.

Thou art a tricker, a nighttime avoider
Sit in my mind, disruptive, and loiter.
Tap on the glass and watch like a voyeur.
He'd laugh much if he saw:
You, a true sigmund a-frued-er.



Helter-skelter?
Mister, help sir!
Can't you see I start to swelter?
Please sir, please sir, go and help her.
Can't you see I'm out of shelter?
Mister, doctor, go, sir, help her.



Run forward, run backwards
Run track like a tax-bird
It seems to me, I've always had a knack fer—
Hearin' not bein' heard
Seein, not joinin' herds.
Speakin', not sayin' words
Bein', but bein' dirt.
Never ever change me shirt.
Run upside-down till it hurts
Alright if my words go slurred?
Nothin' that can be inferred
Sayin' it; broken cursed word.
Always had a knack fer—
Being there, but unpreffered
Livin' but always bein' turned—
Away.



Hide like a Zebra
Act like I don't see'ya
It'll never work out, I know you're a—
Libra.
Wish I could please'ya
It's enough to just tease ya'
Risk all that I've got,
Just to appease ya'.



This way, that way!
Which way? Mayday!
Which day? Haydays:
Good times, good plays
Good fun, good lays
Never thought, thick haze
Which haze? End phase.
Spirit? Do raise.
This way? That way!



Click click click.
Clack clack clack
The clock goes tick,
My mind goes snap!

The dog goes woof
The cat goes meow
The pendulum snaps
And they all go:
Down.



Hickery dickery dock
My mind sits like a clock
The clock strikes some
And away the run
Hickery dickery dock



Sit like a duck
Scream like a fuck
Pull up the covers,
Curl up and just—
Cluck.

Some trouble amok?
A goldmine he's struck
Two seconds in your mind
And you're hips start to—
Buck.

Don't get yourself stuck.
Cause you're all outta luck
On your knees before satan
Open wide, and just—
Suck.

Some things are worth chasing:
Blues skies, and soft eyes,
Honesty.
Honestly.

Some things aren't worth facing:
Some things you know
You just can't face
and---

Some things aren't worth chasing:
Blank eyes, broken ties
Monogamy
Dishonesty

But,

Some things are more than worth facing:
Mistakes, and things
That make your heartbeats
Quake.

And your fingers shake.

And,

Some things you chase cause,
They're not perfect.
But face-to-face
They're still worth it

Rooms are empty
When filled with junk
But only one person
on a two-person bunk

And rooms are quiet
Even when filled with sound
When there is no one to reply
No one to be found

And rooms are big
When cramped and small
And you're so far away
At the end of the hall

And beds are humongous
When your feet hang off
And no one is beside you
To snore, talk, and cough

And this room is quite cold
When the heat is too high
And we don't even talk
For you to feed me a lie.

So I'll curl up alone
Cramped, uncomfortable, and hot
And I'll cough to myself
On a two-person cot.

Fingers touch; slow.
Eyes meet, hearts greet
Feel it like a--

Flow.

Smiles; cracking stone
Laughter, touch, and moan
With you, if there's no smile
Here, I'll lend you my--

Own.

Three words; know!
Fingers touch; slow.
Eyes meet, hearts greet
See you and I--

Know.

Gurgle, gurgle
Spit blood,
curdle

retract your limbs
inside yourself
jump and hit
the hurdle

Turtle, turtle
spit slick
fertile

Take two thoughts
Before I speak
and still, my throat just
Gurgles.

Let me know when you're done.
Playing: games, hearts, me.

 

Let me know when it's over.
I don't know when it'll be over.
I've already lost my Queen?
What more are you looking for?

 

Condolence?
Comfort?
Counsel?

 
Checkmate?

 

I've given them all.
I'll keep giving them all,
From the sidelines.

 

Cheering and crying
Living and dying

 

Hoping you win
Even though it means I'll lose
Hating every minute of it
Dreading every second of it

 

Listening to the crispy, crackling noises
My heart makes when you roll the dice
Watching my fingers shake
As I move my pawn

 
Swallowing the spit in my mouth
As you take my knight
My heart's only protection

 
You can have it.
You can have them all.
I've already lost the game.

 
In fact, I think I forfeit.

Tiny, trembling hands
Sweaty knuckles
and lost promises

 

Misunderstandings and confusion,
Fireflies in the knight.
The night-lights of the world,
At my fingertips

 

Trying anything to please
Appease, and stop this
Verbal crucification

 

Words that slide into my ears
And lay eggs next to my nerve-endings
and emotional sensory systems

 

So that everytime glass shatters
It flies from the corners of my eyes.
And cuts and my face
Leaving tiny, invisible scars

 

to remind me:
it can't be undone.