byLauren Hynde©


In my utopia
you belong in
a Schoenberg's song
in a medieval adventure
a B movie
about a girl.

And I'll never forgive you
the drawn death on the wooden floor.
You shouldn't have died like that
without at least some music
a volatile scream
in the echo of a guitar.

Dumb dumb dumb.
I'll never forgive you
but I'm not that angry any more.

Happiness is a very cold gun.
Come as you are. Stay awhile.


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