Friday, 12 November 2010


You deserve the world,
you said as you plucked a few stars from the sky and shoved them down my throat. Then you held my hair while i puked rainbows.

i walked around with a silly smile on my swollen mouth and the smell of your intestines on my paws and snout. This is the closest thing to love i've known.

Look; you unfolded your palm; my teeth were your blood diamonds.

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