Saturday, October 4, 2008


i loose when in your company.
your fancy feet walking past the reason to why.
im giving violence to what you mean to say.
selfish to all you believed i believed we both thought we believed to believe.
if my tears are rose petals your words are decay.

why wont you say the same things? 
correction to what we both hear. 
your fancy feet giving up.
im violence to what you have to say. 
if my tears grew from the flower that dropped the rose petals,
then you see what you dont want to
see exist.

the female zoo