"I've got this killer up inside of me... I can't talk to my mother, (friends, women, coworkers, associates, affiliates, city council, the internets, the homeless or even your mother) so I talk to my diary."

-that Scarface song from Office Space

Valter Krankheit

Stop staring at me!
Avert your eyes,
Vivid tales and poems
Will dissuade your guise
A blanket and home
For which only under, I
Can conceive.
I can feel it cling,
My skin
Lovingly to the bones
Deliberately withering
Keine lust,
Possession’s been whittled
To disgust.

-Sunday, January 11, 2009

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