Thursday, June 16, 2011
heavy
you hung a bit heavy
in my head today
distant thought of a friend
I have a voodoo doll
of you, only it works
in reverse
I lift it's hand and,
mine waves.
I lock it away in a tissue box
and my world turns dark.
I spike its chest
and crumble a little inside.
This is a mischief magic I have worked
and it works in reverse
¶ 2:04 PM
