May 18, 2009

Hold A Candle

The frame is in the shape
of an inverted triangle.

Below, the crowning
top of his head, above,

another frame, square, around
the room, the headboard
and my face. I look

like I am dying,
Jesus Christ,

maybe I am, and
that would be okay

right now. Now, now,
no, yes, please, God, God,
God, dear God,

dear God in heaven,
dear Satan everywhere,

fuck you both.

You couldn't hold a candle.

An experiment :)

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