Monday, June 28, 2010

The Backwash

She made me afraid to eat apples,
I always think, Who will be there
after the first bite, and will i turn around
and find that all my choices, even the good ones
were for naught.
So I smoke cigarettes, and have sex with people
I don't even like, narcotize myself through cheap
thrills and finish the bottles in the morning.
I'm a week late, and botched another change;
But I never eat apples.
I would hate to think it was too late.

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