thick boney hands
cover your arms
i miss your arms.
thin golden yellow skin
coveres your body
i miss your mind.
silent chilled nights
ice on your windshield
we drove listening to the sound
of your anti lock brakes
remember a year ago
remember me a year ago
i miss your boney fingers
on your black steeringwheel
miss the sound of
deepness coming from you as you breathe
exhaling something
coughing and we both
stutter on the silence.
Your hands opening car doors
and throwing things away
and moving pillows out from
under you.
they dial numbers
and they cut my heart.
slicing through me
warm and sticky with blood.
your hands they harm my arms.
leaving prints of a dead
frienship all over my body.
heavy never felt so bad
when you traced out a message
in the snow
angels on highwires tonight
and Im standing out in the cold.
1:03 am - 14.12.03
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