Thursday, May 9, 2013

All That Can Be Said...


I met her on a summer's day
Hair so golden in the sunlight
And her eyes seemed to change color

But she slit her wrists
And bled out
and when she died she gave a shout

I met her in darkened alley
Hair so black you wouldn't believe
And her eyes were doors to someplace else

She named a cat in honor of me
And she played with fire and necromancy

I met her on a cloudy day
Hair so red like bloody stars
Her eyes so green like dragon scales

But she took a bible and burned it
And rolled a joint with the pages and smoked it

I met him on an autumn evening
Eyes so damn blue
I swear they were glowing

He took my hand in his and said
I have never seen a smile quite so beautiful”
And I looked in his eyes and replied
I only smile to keep from crying”

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