dark blue cancer
By Mary Magdalene •
anyway the stars are out
the deeds have been done
there's no escaping
the fire in me now
burn forest
and it's dark
but the minute that i
speak up
i am wrong
and you think about that
while i pour flames
over the tree tops
the stars
a million
are over-looking us
me in the middle
of my wrath
I'M JUST A TRAGEDY
A WORTHLESS PHRASE
a witch in a castle
that's burning to the ground
a cloudless sky
and a cold, crisp night
while embers burn
around my feet
boring holes under me
i am totally at peace
with it
and i graze the
woods down
anyway the stars are out