dylanosirisgirl

mimed words and forgotten sentiments line the roof of my mouth, coat the backs of my teeth. tart coffee and cold toast are trying to make their way into my stomach, but the heaves just keep pushing them back out. soon there will only be tears inside of me, but at some point even they have to leave town; just like everyone else. stumbled memories and fallen telephone messages are propelling me to the cupboard where i keep them. they are waiting for me, soon they will hug my stomach and cover the bloody lines. they will make it all better. two, four, six, eight, ten; an even amount. the bitter taste falls down my throat like bungee-jumping; i

Georgie Porgie threw an orgy      just outside L.A., where Jack Be Nimble grabbed his thimble,      outing him as gay... Little Jack Horner bought Time Warner      before the bubble burst, though Jumping Jack Flash saw the crash      and liquidated first... Jack said Jill was taking the Pill      to ward off impregnation; the Three Blind Mice have lobbied twice      for victim's compensation... Little Miss Muffet had her tuffet      liposuctioned out, and L