Saturday, February 5, 2011

a plastic face was biting me in my dream

kendal is a rare gem.
things have been kind of grim and purple lately.
there is no cause.
all i want to do is
dive into one of the giant snow drifts outside
and fall asleep until
it melts
that sounds quite emo
i have decided
that art can break my heart
in a way that no boy ever could.