Fuck my burning body
Fuck my frozen limbs
Fuck the swift shift between the two
Fuck sleeves that are too long, too short
Fuck 11:11, fuck wishing for something better
Fuck the small of my back
Fuck my menagerie of emptiness
Fuck lovers and haters
Fuck aching for more
Fuck guitars, fuck explosives
Fuck the rotten fruit in my dresser
Fuck hope for change
Fuck the American flag
Fuck space and time
but most of all, fuck me.
July 24, 2009
I caught a cold...
...and felt stupid.
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