I'm holding
crying babies
I'm fucking dying
dreams
I will never make
you smile
you will always
you will always
you will always
take your pills.
Once I broke
their little fingers
and my doc said
it's ok
you can fix their
bones
but honey
not your heart -
alas! no way.
Grayish skies and
watermelons,
I hit my boy and
smiled at his pain,
his eyes today
are slightly brown-yellow,
you drank
I drank
so fucking much
today.
What we have is
pure and nothing
Though we gonna
be alright
and I will be
never closer
and you will be
never closer
than when we were
in films
of black and
white.
- Margo Kirlan
