Tuesday, 14 July 2009

how i get rid of you.

It's strange how no matter how far i travel and how far away i live or no matter what i do you still decide to haunt me like cold ghosts in my heart. you remind me of hexus. ooze slime smoke. pollution easing it's way into the best parts of me. squeezing through the cracks. using the handholds of my bones and joints to cling to and reside. a chronic infection, you make your way through my nose and into my trachea done into my lungs through my bronchiole tubes and into my alveoli where you curl up in a ball to sleep...

HOWEVER! the second i realize you're there i remember how you're the weakest cold i've ever had. i pop some zinc and you're gone. I remember that you look dark black and daunting but your smoke scatters with a wave of my hand. you try to hold on to my bone crevaces but MY skeleton vibrates on a frequency that throws you off balance and makes you fall away. i put out a low hum that fills your ears and rattles your brain and jars your clenched manible. on account of glow, my orange and red and yellow fire. it heats up my heart and scares your ghost away. my heart becomes uncorrupt and free of the likes of you and your cold eyes and empty soul and filled with my warmth. with a love that i have for myself. a self love that is as foreign to you as bacteria living on mars. or loving with true love and a really real heart. a love that means you don't need anyone is the world but yourself.

cause that shit is the bomb!


  1. i love you lizzie and our fire bed and your warm protective heart monsters.