Silver Lines

I am endlessly depleted – I feel sluggish when I sleep in and exhausted when I don’t and so I roam from bar to home a couple hundred times a month as I recede – I lose my tan while standing in the sun and both my hands are all chipped up from breaking ice and cutting limes and when I rhyme it sounds so sing-songy, such chirpy silver lines because the clutter of a carillon is too ugly to write and I have dreams where I can’t see and I have dreams where you tell me such awful things –

– but you were good to me. And when they deign to film my life story there will be no girl in the universe that’s fit to play your part.

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~ by perfectionatrix on September 4, 2013.

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