Friday, January 12, 2007

live forever never

Ever since you were gone, the only treatment I received was being called a repeat offender, too many tears and not enough nostalgia. She always cries on the same day every year because her only and best love tied himself to the traintracks and screamed out that he wanted to die. "But I don't wanna die, I just got to live forever." Or maybe never. Straight up blood rush, ultraviolet lights making it too hard to find the veins. She shoots between her toes to hide the trackmarks. Her veins collapsed the day he was run down and she was in the laundromat scavenging for coins to put their clothes in the dryer. That night, mama took care of her, but not even trauma nurses can mend cracked and broken, mangled hearts.