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Pact I understand why you gave me the finger- And sped away in your big penis of a car. Seeing me reminds you of him and we all hate him and the memories of what we did that night. Some things are better left in hatred and not everything can be forgiven and I don't expect you to forgive me For what you didn't do. As long as you don't forget. As long as I have the comfort of knowing That you remember Enough to hate me. That means that what I gave did matter and I am not worthless And I didn't die that night. We had to choose between death together and life alone and those were the only choices but we fucked it up and we got our life of solitude but we forgot to send someone with him into death. I always thought I'd be the only one to Go through with it. That I was giving him to you. I was to be the sacrifice, love's true martyr But we killed him and then we were left staring at each other in horror. We're both murderers but At least it's over. Someone had to die. And I'll never forget. If the next time I see you, you ignore me, I'll fucking blow your head off too.
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