21 August 2009

It Was "Hey!"

and every one's word was for me
to do me a favor, to warn, to better get ready

Remember that girl who could melt metal with her voice?
Remember that girl who jumped the tracks for another beer?

And there she is with bruises
Blue trophies of boredom and adventure
you force me to laughter," she says
She also:
"...appreciates the attention but...[she] has a lot on [her] mind...."

Chasing her name down dark hallways
and "slashed" is not too strong a word
to describe the angry black stokes with which it has been painted.
Another good word would be "hungry."

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