I painted stars tonight
In bleeding gold and scattered screams
I bled for you
thunder funneled through my muted symphony

It adds to the agony of breathing
These days
Crushed on velvet wings
This time means nothing

again

I shot a butterfly for landing on my porch today

fireworksin the microwave
and a hairspray martini later
I'm wondering if this wound is infected-

just so you know.



I'd beat my heart bloodless


[foryou]

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