“Les seuls beaux yeux sont ceux qui vous regardent avec tendresse.”
– Coco Chanel
tear my tears away
inject me with laughter
soothe me with a kiss
and let me go on
experimenting
pain-sticks
a bit smelly
and hidden
but I’m not their dog
when they beat me
and leave me crawling
I’m their necessary king
– they just can’t live without me
I’m their necessary king
and brother in arms
with no watches
– we’ve lost every possible battle.
‘All is ticking over nicely’
as my mother would dream
I just wish it were tickles
and we had a good sleep.
(Nothing like kindness.)
A way to contribute to sending
someone to a hell realm
is to give reasons to be angry
– but no means to deal with it.
– Is it Mars already?
(Update of 09/15/2016 post)
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