05/12/98

			"Drown"

red and black 
are like my insides
the clothes that i wear
on my back
green 
is the venom
i spit from my tongue
sometimes

blue
oh my blood
that i've spilled for you
one too many times
dark
is the rage
that settles
in my soul

and it makes me moan
can make me cry
while i'm worshipping the moon
i'm hurling curses at the sky
given it up too many times
so tired of lying down
while you break my back
and watch me drown


				© 1998 Andrea K