Where you long awaiting MY LIFE?

Bottomless Cup of Coffee

Mother told you not to touch the "poison oak". Christmas is red and red is bloody. "A loose screw is all it is," said the doctor. Poor sister took too many pills again and you screamed in hate. Love is too commonly mistaken for hate. I sat at the park by myself, watching the boy bounce the ball. Mother told me not to go. But I went. I went and sat cold, lonely, and no longer pure. You didn't mean to disappoint mother. The bottle cap tried its best to comfort you saying, "Your fantasy will come true." Write "Chicago" in the dirty mirror. I'm going to make it through this year if it kills me. This time she cut her wrist. Short of breath, more cigarettes. It's not Chicago but this will do. You could be such a pretty girl, but I refuse to take the metal out of my face. I like thumbtacks.