Ego Death

I
Ate
Myself
Myself
Ate
I

Lace Panties

We shared our underwear
but never our clothing-
closing the chapter
we never are close

I love my body
when I'm not with you
when I'm not dreaming
that I will wake up-
peachy

Bruised
you smoke her skin onto me
I am a circular vision
she is a pipe dream
you cannot choose

We shared our underwear
but never our clothing-
closing,
we are close

You can keep
my lace panties.

A coma

A coma -------------------------------- without you.
A coma -------------------------------- together.
A coma -------------------------------- without you.

I Hate Marie Antoinette

The Seine around her neck and all

Its cavalier beauty

Crawling down her breast

In tortuous crystalline unity

I hate Marie Antoinette

For if she trips upon her lacey skirt

A head she merely loses,

The boys dans masque remain to flirt, and

Elegance never refuses