urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lttleboytee fantastical fantastical 2008-01-03T21:16:59Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lttleboytee:5015 2008-01-03T21:16:27Z 2008-01-03T21:16:59Z You penetrate me in the worst kind of way, but never in <i>that</i> kind of way. You’re miles away, like all the times before, but sweatshirts speak your name and my eyes deceive me regularly; you were the one to paint these streets in gold and silver, now people are tripping over cracks of regret, disease and despair. <br /><br />I am screaming your name in my wake, I am drowning in your sweat and eating your insides; you are the scent on my torso; acid seeping through my pores. <br />I am nothing; I am an allusion. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lttleboytee:4784 2007-12-14T21:42:21Z 2007-12-14T21:42:21Z I want to eat your illness<br />Like a steak<br />Cut into pieces<br />Juicy, rare, <br />A dash of A1<br /><br />I want to lick your wounds<br />And spit up sparkles<br />Like it was the first day of our lives<br /><br />You are Operation<br />The lining of your walls<br />Are electric, danger<br />To anyone lacking steady hands<br /><br />You are cancer<br />In my veins<br />Multiplying <br />Until parts of me <br />Disappear<br /><br />My hair is in the drain<br />Sunbeams are escaping your fingertips<br />You feel more alive than ever<br />My insides are spilling through my teeth