Saturday, October 30, 2010

Cupcake, You're in Bondage


symbolic favours all leading to the big bang theory. permission after permission, denied. satisfying the unsatisfiable with unsatisfactory pleasures. skydiving on subtle skies and hoping the sun won't bitch slap you back into reality. the earth sucking you in just to spit you out and do it all over again.. beautiful nothings catching your attention and holding it there amongst the clouds. capturing smiles that where lifted for a moment and then gone in an instant, wonderful slurs of drunken love and shot gun weddings, bring in the snipers for the brides maids are here. capsules full of sweet little desires, lusting over pupils stained with imaginative sentiments. kissing eyelashes with words full of hope and throwing them out with the trash tomorrow. one man's trash is another's treasure and we will continue to discard one another until everybody is in their rightful places.. pour me a glass pixie and let's get shitfaced. you look so pretty when you're a mess, dancing on table tops like your on your way to heaven, starstruck. you don't own the place but you sure look like you do. cupcake in bondage, you turn off the lights and ignite fires in the souls of even the most pimped hos.

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