Sunday, December 30

Bruises

i should give you away.
cheap.
liar.
fake.

and these hours pass.
but the clock doesn't talk.
laughter.
mocking.

there is the tears again.
disappointment tends to burn
typical bruises.

2 comments:

Cocaine Princess said...

What beautiful poetry you write. You certainly have a talent for it. I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and now I wish you a Happy and safe New Year. May all your dreams come true in 2008.
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Commissioner said...

I hope 2008 inspires you to have many happy entries.