Kiss me you bastard Before you forget me forever Before I sail off into your obivion Oblivious to screaming I don't want you to forget me A vague flicker I refuse to be forgotten by someone so forgettable I refuse to be shoved aside As wasted time And wasted effort Screw me you bastard Before I kick your ass Into my oblivion Blowing a pseudokiss into your purgatory And pausing to give a polite wave at the Edge of this forlorn abyss Abysmal happiness Some bastard termed love |
Clair Carter-Ginn is a little kid in her 20s. She rides BMXs and Skateboards
and really likes wallets with chains. In her spare time, Clair works at a
advertising agency, developing cool web sites for big companies.
Clair Carter-Ginn's "Archway" appeared in the July, 1997 issue of Grrowl! Send feedback to Grrowl! |