beloved, do not believe in me
just because i captivate you
with the story written
on my wrists
i only appear genuine
because this amazing portable mouth
can fly through my broken life
find just the right fragment
and turn it into the perfect
parable for you
any story i ever tell you
of what i’ve been
should be taken
with a pillar of salt
think of my history as
deceit’s address
this is where my lying comes to roost
this is where its best furniture is
this is where the lawn is green
and the bed is soft and wide
but no matter how comfortable i look here
a house is not a home
beloved
this mouth is arrogant
twisted with its own heat
while it dances on the pyre
of its own myth-making
it doesn’t believe it can do
anything to save its life
but kiss me anyway beloved
hold my damn mouth still
for once
make me tell the truth
Dark Matter 
June 27th, 2005 at 5:09 pm
hard won. thank you.
June 27th, 2005 at 5:09 pm
hard won. thank you.
June 27th, 2005 at 5:08 pm
thanks, my dear. stay strong.
June 27th, 2005 at 5:08 pm
thanks, my dear. stay strong.
June 27th, 2005 at 5:07 pm
thanks. invasive trauma seems to have been good to me.
June 27th, 2005 at 5:07 pm
thanks. invasive trauma seems to have been good to me.
June 27th, 2005 at 4:57 pm
beauty and truth my dear. thank you.
June 27th, 2005 at 4:57 pm
beauty and truth my dear. thank you.
June 27th, 2005 at 4:43 pm
I love this.
June 27th, 2005 at 4:43 pm
I love this.
June 27th, 2005 at 3:01 pm
big T does it again!
June 27th, 2005 at 3:01 pm
big T does it again!