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28th September 2002

3:35pm: wow wow wow
I just discovered the back room, the break room.
They make me take breaks.
How strange, no child labor.
I am really tired, so I guess this thirty minute break is a good idea. It is cool that there is a computer here don't you think? To support my habit. AHHH.


How many of my friends out there in computer and key land are going to Escape Engine, Set up, and Benton Falls tonight? Hopefully everyone because yeah. Good times will follow.
6:31pm: "I remember your face imprinted on angels" A. sorry to steal it.
He whispers.
He coos.
I make you scream.
Watch me.
I do.
Watch me take you.
Take you up so high.
Grab a piece of my heart.
If you wait a minute, I will box it up for you.
With a little gold bow.
Sorry about the drip.
Let me kiss that off.
Let's kiss it all off.
Away.
Empty.
My lips are so lonely without you.
Your eyes are sick, the devil.
They eat away at my soul with every glance.
Trouble is my infatuation with your fake face...
Trouble is my love for him.
Trouble is my door has been nothing, alone.
Crawl into my body.
Slip into my window.
Underneath my white sheets.
Paint them red.
Make them silk with your new touch.
Clean.
A piece of paper.
Blacken me out.
Love me with your words.
Torment me with your heart.



"The spider man's having you for dinner tonight"
Current Mood: sad
7:09pm: lullaby
on candystripe legs spiderman comes
softly through the shadow of the evening sun
stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
looking for the victim shivering in bed
searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
suddenly! a movement in the corner of the
room! and there is nothing I can do when I
realize with freight that the spiderman is having
me for dinner tonight

quietly he laughs and shaking his head creeps
closer now closer to the foot of the bed and
softer than shadow and quicker than flies his
arms are all around me and his tongue in my
eyes "be still be calm be quiet now my precious
boy don't struggle like that or I will only love
you more for it's much too late to get away or
turn on the light the spiderman is having you
for dinner tonight"

and I feel like I'm being eaten by a thousand
million shivering furry holes and I know that in
the morning I will wake up in the shivering cold
and the spiderman is always hungry...
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