December 2010
6 posts
lipstick on a burning soul
there’s nothing left but skin and bones.
so tell me where you want to go,
we’re setting fire to solid gold.
lipstick on a burning soul.
we made a bed of gasoline.
you left a match between the sheets.
your pearly whites sink into me,
just to taste what’s underneath.
if i ignite you, can i put you out?
out of the ashes comes another shout.
i never meant to burn you...
broken is beauty.
this one goes out to the torn, the damned, and the shattered. in other words… this one goes out to the beautiful. break me. break me into a million pieces. chew me up and spit me out. i won’t mind at all. i’ll laugh from in between your teeth with a broken back. the human race is so concentrated on and fascinated by perfection, smoothness, and wholeness… and i will never...
