Christopher Marlowe
29 June 2010 @ 06:42 pm
 
one hand on this wily comet
take a drink just to give me some weight
some uber-man I'd make
i'm barely a vapor

they shone a chlorine light on
a host of individual sins
let's carve my aging face off
fetch us a knife
start with my eyes
down so the lines
form a grimacing smile

close your eyes to corral a virtue
is this fooling anyone else?
never worked so long and hard
to cement a failure...


"a comet appears", the shins
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