jw.

bok gibi yıl. 27 gelsin

if he said "help me kill the president"

when the moon sets and the sun rises, will you, who used to be with me, no longer be there?

i hope you look 
          at the moon and
          know that i'm 
          looking at it too
          with my cigarette
          around my fingers.

everything is my fault

"are you drunk?"
          "i'm a poet."

i feel so stupid,
          for still thinking about you.
          you've moved on,
          and i thought i had too.
          but without you i'm alone
          so i miss your presence,
          even though i prayed for it to leave.

mamacita, i can see the devil in your eyes.

WDYWFM.

in a dream
          i saw my mother
          with the love of her life
          and no children.
          it was the happiest i'd ever seen her.