liz

i'm an expired leftover. too rotten to unwrap, but too disgusting to touch and throw away. and when you close the fridge door, leaving me in the dark, her photos hang for all to devour. i marinate in the cold.

i'm crawling through the desert
without water or love
i'm crawling through the desert
without water or love
then it starts to rain
big buckets of rain
so i open my mouth
for a kiss
and to drink the rain
but it's just an illusion
oh it's just an illusion
yeah love's just an illusion
that keeps you crawling through the desert

he's home for hanukkah.

the girl has to be penetrated and eventually use her inner space as a container.

is that life?
if it is do i want to live it?
i don't want to be touched by anyone.
ever again.

rebound chick. that's all i am. i fuck em and they realize how great they had it. i am the most powerful couple's therapy. if you feel like you're falling out of love call 507-269-2562 and i'll fix you up.

i just realized
you can't wash bruises off.

i traded my soulmate for the devil
in disguise.
i left my herd for a wolf
with starving eyes.

i switched kisses on the forehead for pinches on the ass
and bitemarks on the thighs.


i think i've been listening to too much country.

if it's not your way, i'm the one who has to pay.
and i'm sick of it. and you.

you're right. i'm cheap and easy.
you're champagne.
and i'm budweiser.

hey little boy is your momma home
did she go away and leave you all alone?
i got a bad desire
i'm on fire

tell me now baby is she good to you
can she do to you the things that i do?
i can take you higher
i'm on fire

sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul

at night i wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
only you can cool my desire
i'm on fire

cancerous child
with wispy hair
and embarrassed stare.

thank you for making me realize
you are more important than beauty.

my feelings for you seem to have been built by carnies.
swaggering, rickety, and unstable.
and i'm as piss-pantsed scared as a kid on a rollercoaster.

and now you see her.
and you're thinking what the fuck did i give up?
and i'm thinking when will it be over?

all my friend(s) are going death
and breathing's just a waste of breath

i am the biggest mistake my parents have ever made.
they just don't know it yet.
they are always so fucking god damned supportive of everything i do.
so i don't change.
i have no need to rebel. but i do it anyways.
what do i have to prove?
good job. you raised me right?

they have given me my life and i have taken it with closed eyes and shaking palms.

i'm the single at the bachlorette party.
i've missed the party bus.

and they're not coming back.

three years ago today.
i remember.

it must be love
if i feel this heartbroken.

fuck fuck fuck i hate myself