you know you have missed your chance.                                      

pleasepleaseplease                                                don't walk like                                                    my single hope

even if you pass away

I will drown swans in urine

I will bathe in your sweat,

           buried in weight 

 

 

It's a pitifully small 

kind of love,

the way that I love.

                     IT'S    THE    KIND    OF    LOVE    YOU    HAVE

 FOR SOMEONE

☆ WHO SUCKS THE POISON ☆

FROM YOUR WOUND 

                                                                     growing into a new pain

                                                                               she forgets how your teeth yellowed

                                                       not a stain of tabacco

                                               but characteristics

                                  of growing

                                      into a new beast

                                                                                       

     私は彼とおそくまで話し合った。

    I talked with him far into the night.

                 




"I sat there for three hours and did not feel the time 
or the boredom of our talk and its foolish disconnection. 
As long as I could hear his voice, I was quite lost, 
quite blind, quite outside my own self."