Words left me mouth
And fell down to the floor.
Giant magnetic letters
From off my fridgey door.

Colorful and bright
Who knows what they mean?
Once upon a time
They really said something.

They fall out of my mouth
I don't know when they got there.
The words I try to say
Leave my throat dry and bare.

Giant magnetic letters
All colors, no meaning.
You try to understand
But my thoughts, they are fleeting.

Scratch-scratch-scratch
You can hear my hand against my leg.
Scratch-scratch-scratch
Primal hair versus modern skin
Scratch-scratch-scratch
Soft versus rough
Smooth versus jagged
This will be a fight to the death!

She saw.
My world did not burst into flames
(the color of her hair, by the way)
My hair did not all fall out
(though i lost a significant amount in the shower)
My brain did not melt into lava.
All is still well
And I have not yet died.

I think that calls for a drink.

Three a.m. is my time.
Every night
No matter when I fell asleep
Or when I have to wake up
I will invariably be awake
At three a.m.

It's not on purpose.
My body just decides.
"Look at the time
Time to get up and wonder
Why they hell you're awake"

It makes for a sleepy Christine in the morning.

The feeling after you're done reading a book is so empty.
So final.
So quiet.
There's so much to wrap your head around
But there's nothing left.

I bet death is a lot like that.

Lime green freezer pops
Swigs of senor Jack Daniels
My body gets hot.

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Jacky versus wine
Will fight to the death tonight
Victor gets a home

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Baby-making songs
(The world tastes like raspberry!)
Jazz flute Godzilla

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Little black cell phone
Glows modern techno at night
Rad leaks in my brain.

(I am now a spidercorn!)

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Idiotic cat
Sole bane of my living room
You should've been a dog

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Woman and man-thing
Flame haired goddess of cleavage
Mid-coitus phonecalls.

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Two shots of whiskey
One sibling revelation
Long night of country.

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Blood-baths, hair stylists
****** eye for the dead guy
Joanne: **** the man.

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A nice hairy man
Smirnoffs, beer pong victory.
Did I do a bad?

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I am drunk on you
And on you conversation
More than on the beer.

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Whiskey sours, full.
Half-**** swimming with strangers.
Attraction repressed.

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Oh my pretty beer
You so inspire my mind
I can't stop giggling.

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Hank bones on the wall
A sad tale of pretending
Oh no! Demon feet.

I am a ****** woman.
My every move is connected
To a ****** act
In my mind.
When I bend down to fold at work
I'm arching into you.
When I **** on an ice cube
It's you in my mouth.
Dancing is nothing but ***.

One of these days it might get me in trouble
But I don't think anyone notices.