letra de big silver round thing - elizabeth a. carver
the clouds look a lot like your balding head today
wispy, comforting, and all consuming
i locked myself in the bathroom ten years ago
like a squirrel burying a nut
and from here i wrote
“mother, mother, have you heard?”
he’s lying on the floor with his guts spryed about
and mother, mother, have you heard?
it can’t beat in your heart anymore
it’s leaking into the floorboards of our first apartment
his rough hands are all but mush.”
now winter is over
i’m on all fours shoveling the soil into my fat cheeks
and i will do this until my hollow body is full
and i will do this until the baby’s breath seeds that i swallowed begin to grow
because i left somеthing in that bathroom ten years ago
just to prove that your sun burnt еyes are nothing in comparison to the prolonging of my sunlit flesh
no, no, no, i don’t wanna say it
i don’t wanna talk about it
i don’t wanna say that i lied
you were not the one that i wanted to k!ll
because the truth is…
your rough hands are nothing in comparison to my will
and vile tongue
her eyes like blooming landscapes of expression
and when she speaks, every stillborn sings
but i wanted to shut her f-cking trap to
but the truth is
the real truth is
your rough hands and my will
both pale in comparison to the warmth of her tender cheeks
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