Friday, May 4, 2012

in the simmering madness

we hold hands and quiver
worried about stories
ego dances across the room
and i get pushed into a corner

i will not expire
with the solitude of grace
sorry
make me grab this world by its gonads
and shake it out if its misery

i know it hurts
breathe deeply
and take the pain
breathe
breathe
and show your face