Do you believe, Mary Jane
That what ensues will remain?
Do sweet nothings rot your sleep
The windows hollow, the windows black
In your journal, Mary Jane do you keep
Eleven ways to murder, bludgeon and attack?
Mary Jane, do red-blue lights tickle your skin,
And does the sound of quiet make you scream?
And Mary Jane, Mary Jane––why did you grin
When blood was spilled last night into the cold, river stream?
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The Book of Fantastical Confusion
Poetry"The most important thing, darling, is to live a fabulous life. As long as it's fabulous, I don't care how long it is." - Freddie Mercury Art, madness and poetry--whatever more could you need? Highest Rankings: #1 in poetry #1 in midnight thoughts #...
