Thursday, March 22, 2007

Under The Skin


bitten by chaos! star struck! star fucked. the moon is hanging low and loose in the sky like a red sliver, a slice on a bitten lip blooming with blood. a piece of change poking out from under a snotty tissue, rumpled plump clouds. gettin' all nimbus like on a night like this. on a night like this, on knees like these. falling asleep as the sky bleeds.
-mesa.xx