Whispers Guns and Ciggerettes

By GraveFlower

nicotine cant calm my nerves

sweet whispers cant fill my heart

--reload--

lke clockwork

i stare

-tick tick tick-

insanity

--cock--

if i was a chapter in your book

im asking you to erase me

wasps in my stomach
please delute the pain

is this murder?

--eye twitch--

after death?
i cant tell if im still breathing

or was it another life i took?

im like a cat,,,,

the nine life will be the last.

mine.
or
his.

irritable

shaky barral to my temple

.murder.

:slaughter:

black

**slilence**

breathless

yet i still endure the pain
.

.

.

murder after death

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Published on Thursday, March 6, 2008. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Whispers Guns and Ciggerettes"

On Friday, March 7, 2008, Trigger (68) wrote:

Raw and delcious. This is very good. Really, very good. -Trigger
On Thursday, March 6, 2008, AniDayz (812) wrote:

this flips the stomach of every innuendo and comes crawling right back again. intense and exceptional.
On Thursday, March 6, 2008, Moonflower (298) wrote:

fuck this was amazing. damn.
On Thursday, March 6, 2008, Niemand (355) wrote:

Brutal.
On Thursday, March 6, 2008, Dancing_Monkey (1228) wrote:

Downward spirral word allways make me rush through a poem the first time around. But it also makes the words more powerfull. Wonderfull. Love the title aswell
On Thursday, March 6, 2008, SGT Bloth (162) wrote:

WOWW...very creative!!! er uhh I hope ;)
On Thursday, March 6, 2008, denver nitze (251) wrote:

brutal and straight from the heart. i love your use of punctuations to create an image into the writing. the words danced on my tongue, fuckin mouth candy. yum. *cheers* ~ta
On Thursday, March 6, 2008, denver nitze (251) wrote:

i read this aloud to myself. hehe you made me say cock, hehehe! ~ta ;)