i am up in the clouds

a comfortable touch to say the least. =)

i hope. that. you've learnt your lesson. actually, you have not. i tried my best.

the drying of your tears. like a wet cigarette.
a computer on valium. the lights fade into oblivion
the lighting struck twice. new york and japan.
your artichoke heart, served with hatred.
bitter, seering heat. in your eyes. in them.
your hands, with bleeding wrists. i'm sorry.

omg, my poems are getting from bad to worse!