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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Personal >> ID #1606417  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Maikus
various confessions of love and hate...mostly hate. 5, 7, 5 syllable count
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**Feeding Time**
That blood thirsty growl
was my stomach resorting
to cannabilism
-------------------------------------------
*burn bitch*
i'd love to kill you
but, i'd probably get caught
...i hate dna
_____________________

**Spilled Milk**
i hope that someday
you're not spilling my secrets
to your new girlfriend
------------------------------------------

**Ya Feel Me?**
when i get this high
i really dont fucking care
if you feel this shit...
------------------------------------------

**Paycheck to Paycheck**
We had a good time
drinking away your paycheck
but now i'm starving
------------------------------------------

**14 yrs up in smoke**
smoking cigarettes
was supposed to make me cool
is it working yet?
--------------------------------------------
**inside and out**
we can see through you
your insides are ugly too
like your fucking face
-----------------------------------------------

**drowning**
sadness comes in waves
sometimes more like tsunamis
you are my life vest
-------------------------------------------

**wish they'd have sent trees**
the flowers they sent
were gone six days after you
...we watched them die too
-------------------------------------

*To Whom It May Concern: *
pregnant with disgust
i'll abort you from my life
p.s. I hate you
----------------------------------

*but, on the bright side*
these blood stained panties
are screaming, "not this month, bitch!"
...i can still get drunk
---------------------------------------

*dirty roomates with stupid questions*
why are there flies here?
maybe its the rotting meat
you left by the sink
---------------------------------------------
*interior decorating*
i wonder if brains,
splattered all over your couch,
would match the curtains..
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*written on a gin-stained napkin*
violent vomit
dissolves awkward silences
of bar bathroom stalls
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Nursing Home NightShift -

**Mute Dementia Man**
It's fucking tragic
that i heard your dying breath
instead of your voice

**Oxygen Tanks & Cigarettes**
I knew you had died
when you didn't greet me outside
...smoking with a smile
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*the truth is...*
my hatred for you
does not stem from jealousy
its cos you're a bitch...
----------------------------------------------------------

*DOA*
I remember where i was
the exact moment you died
-not that it matters
----------------------------------------------------

*Sweet Somethings*
i heard you whisper,
when you thought i was sleeping,
and i love you back.
------------------------------------------------------

*Starving for Love*
You said you'd love me
regardless what my weight is...
i'll starve, just in case
----------------------------------------------------------

*Honeybee Eulogy*
As I sip, I taste
Three lifetimes now lemon-laced
what a fucking waste
-------------------------------------------------------------

*Dragon Slayers*
the dragon you chased
sleeps soundly on the pullout
as we plot his death
----------------------------------------------------------

*High Horses*
I fucking hate you
-and the horse you got high with...
can go to hell too
--------------------------------------------------------------

*Ghosts of We*
I'm a ghost of "we"
a living, breathing, memory
haunting eternally
-------------------------------------------------------------

*Nasty Bitch*
the crusty dishes
in your nasty ass kitchen
resemble your heart
-----------------------------------------------------------------

*Don't stop*
please just lie to me
when you don't love me anymore
...so i wont find out



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