I Got U

Hide? Run? Loose?
Behind you?
Behind why and where you’ll be when I arrive?

Alone.
Misleading silence.
Angles and curves to explain the light of your body.

Dangerous.
Extreme.
Destructive.

Careless and unaware of who I am and what sacrifices I have made.

I don’t have hobbies
I have no real talent
I cry more than I smile

My heart aches constantly

My mind never stops turning

My soul remains silent

If I cant get up and go and move and be for me,
where will I reach when I admit this to you?
My book? My escape? My focus of life?

Chaotic abyss of sea and air
swarming fly’s around my dying need to love s**t
and get shit from them all.

Do you feel my pain?
Can you even comprehend this perplexed erratic notion of self and accept meaning?
Do you know who I am?

Find yourself in these words…
Guilt by the thought of how you’ve influenced language and feeling

Be that for me and I’ll leave when you ask

If you have more…
Tell me.
Show me.
Get aroused when we speak.
Crave my mind.
Ask for, ‘that thing’ by name.

What?
You don’t want that from me?
Am I not what you’ve expected?

Shit girl, I apologize for breaking the mold;
For letting you look in the mirror.

You’ve met your last,
you feel that;
but try to forget when one week has passed…

I got you.
I know who you are.
Now kiss me and say goodnight.

¡Dishorna!

What are you feeling right now? Can you even describe your emotional state? Oh, I can! I can paint a magnificent picture… Lets start with some trees. Simple enough. We have branches, leaves, a fucking trunk… WAIT FUCKER! Let me paint a picture eh! I said I have a pinche arbol! It’s got leaves and shit. It’s swaying in the wind marimensa… te puedes ver?

Man, you… can’t... see... shit... Can you? You’re probably like, ‘mujer, where’s this coming from?’ BITCH! It’s coming from you! With your, ‘I don’t want to bring you drama, because you don’t deserve it’…. ALL YOU’RE ABOUT IS DRAMA!!! Grow up you fucking sell-out! All MEXICA... please… you degrade the integrity of their cause. What a disgrace. Tapa la cara pendeja… you have no right to bear their bones. MEXICA... que deshonra, eres tu...

Man, I’d like to see you spontaneously combust at the next temascal...