foxinsnow's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Daisy Girl DAISY GIRL yes, you are a flower but not in a field in glasgow or in a sidewalk crack in amsterdam but in an opulent, repressed, midwest-american suburb in which your parents own one of the smallest houses I am certain that once, you could have been pretty as the daisy you gave me to put in my hair when we were still friends but years of self-hatred, exploitation that you call "love," and self-medicating have rendered you hanging like some sad jellyfish, green with white tentacles like ratty unwashed hair probably dead hanging from an old nail you are, daisy girl your mind's gone, now dead before your body dead before your time dead before your sore-covered soul that, like a venereal disease, you're too embarrassed to seek treatment for 5:03 p.m. - 2003-09-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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