cleaning out my hard drive part I
first two photos taken by me.
the rest of them I found all over the internet.
I’m just going to post old writings until I have something to say.
Liquor is Love as Water
There’s a ghost
He lies in my bed
He has a beautiful face
But lacks a beautiful name
He kissed me on the mouth
& told me that I, myself, was beautiful
By morning, his soul was gone
Fleeted with an apology,
“Moving on to the next life, mama.”
Throw some change in my direction
‘Cause this scenery needs a fresh take
Everything adds up to dollars and sense
Each breath, mile, sip & smoke
Drags me back for the same price
To the same place
I’d like to grow new skin
& exchange my used organs for new ones
Like products sold on late-night television
With lifetime replacement warranties
But here you go darlin’,
You can have my old ticker
Free of charge
No shipping or handling
No cash on delivery
You can use it as a pair of shoes
Lace them tightly to your feet
So I can feel where you’ve been
You’ve been vomiting romantic words
Naked in your kitchen
Coming up as bubbles
& I won’t say much
Because my nerves are shot,
& I must remain delicate
But you’re the type of bad habit
Mothers warn their daughters about
Photo credit: © Allison Fahmie. All rights reserved.
