with her gnomic voise, <br />she speaks a suiside <br />language. <br />with her process of <br />reduction, she settles <br />all scores and bets. <br /> <br />and if you listen well, <br />you can see her fly away <br />on her brand new 5 speed <br />broom, headed, , to the big <br />fat moon. <br /> <br />still, being exiled from this <br />world simply hurts, and their <br />gossip makes me feel used <br />and cheap. <br /> <br />with her gnomic voise, <br />she says, fu ck you.<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/infancy-of-madness/
