melanie
15
buffalo, ny (venus)

little glow

and  we cried

dripping tears from every orifice.

no orchestras. not pretty.

when i exploded like Vesuvius,

i knew you'd be another pompeii. Today

i am Athena, more so than ever.

where's your halo, little glow?

waiting for saccharine, i suppose.

drinking you in by the obsidian sky

enough power to tool you
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singing "Ave Maria" in our leopard Luster skins

in mother tongue

enough auxilary autumn,

enough to tool you for

your discord.