slipping in through c   a   k   and out through windows

                      r   c   s



lovingly adored.



                      covering up the burn marks 

with long sleeves and makeup

so as not to remind of the past nights

of the past fights



painfully ignored.



                      pondering if you can tattoo over scars

and how to explain to the artist  

the artwork already permanently 

                      covering the body



basking in attention



drinking in the liquid bitterness

like vodka, 	burning throats

                      breaking hearts

and		weakening mentalities 



until enough is enough

and,		walking out the door

one last breath of freedom is drawn

before the final blow is delivered

and 		falling 

free	you land.

miss savage,i am finally commenting..., 11-04-02 4:41pm

your writing is so beautiful.i mean,really.wow.im not just goign to type "you write really good you are a very good writer bye" because that would be bullshit.your writing is amazing,i cant begin to explain,but i get this crazy little goosebumps you get when you are in the freezer section at the grocery store or in class with a really anal teacher that will not turn down the air...but these bumps arent annoying at all,they have nothing to do with grocery stores or teachers that no one really likes,they have to do with you being a beautiful person and on top of that being so brilliant to produce these pretty little stories/poems that make the little people(like me)read once and a while and feel so very privilaged to know such a talented person.hope to see you soon.
love,
holly .

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