06 October 2010

negative fuck

the guy who said he would come and see me didn't

the guy who bombarded me with fucking talk stopped talking

the girl whose hand i held whose tears i dried does not call me now that i could use a hand

i would not tell anyone i want a hand but...

well... shhh...

the cat hears an outside yowl and slips out to his nocturnal fun

his tail waving a fluffed question mark

i thought i had cast the guy who bruised my heart out of it

though as absence and abstinence make the heart grow fonder i guess i am fucked

although i am not

erm... apologies to a magazine with a similar name...  especially as it's editor has been kind enough to feature me... what can i say - it was a pun waiting to happen...

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