you've got a mouth like a chainsaw.
one word says i hate you.
youre pleading for a bleeding.
i carve your name
on my lips with a penknife.
you trace my name
on the asphalt with a thin chalk outline.
let the traffic erode my memory.
unsmiling faces
waiting for buses to nowhere
will never know
you laid me to rest at their feet.


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