love is a trap.
an unfair drunk heart.
a muscle with memory loss.
too sick with amnesia
to recollect
flailing its arm in the dark
with stupid faith on a death bed.
god must be dead,
or laughing,
read your bible
acquaint yourself with sin.
wither away like an olive in gin.
Friday, February 20, 2009
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