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Electric Koolaid Coca Baby
January 14, 2009
She left me something,
Something I could hold onto.
She left me compulsion.
A skinny, frail state of mind,
Tricking me with the feeling of being full,
When all I’ve ever been,
Is hungry.
I admired her cotton skin,
Pale without imperfection, not a single freckle.
She is sallow.
The sweet sound of laughter,
Is enough to muffle the fear,
The urge to blow.
Her soft pleasant smile,
It keeps me here…
If I ever knew myself,
It was only by getting lost,
In the blizzard.
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