hung
your wishbone around my neck
strangles me.
short enough to just keep me holding on
but not long enough to hang me.
like the ligature was applied incorrectly
leaving me to die an excruciatingly
painful death.
what pains me more, though,
is that this is how you demonstrate your love for me,
and i hate myself for believing you.
March 28th, 2008 at 10:57 pm
she gave me handcuffs
for roses
and feminine
poses