jay tee ess.

dear valentine,
cupid is bitter and the sun has finished radiating.
jesus says that he's done believing in happy endings and satan's building snowmen.
there's a bum on the streets who's never been so full and our president is starving to death.
classrooms are lined in dreamcatchers because teachers have lost faith and churches are handing out vodka for the sake of personal salvation.
st. patrick is going in to rehab tomorrow, and the rolling stones have finally retired.
john lennon did not die, he ran away when the dictionary omitted the word "peace."
kurt cobain is the only one who's gotten it right, and oil is free because there's nowhere to go.
the fourth of july celebrates the shackle business and the hottest birth site around is a graveyard in queens.
the world is shot to hell and every new song is a form of igiveup.
hearts break when the sun sets and treetops are where prayers go to die.

this world has absolutely nothing,
but you've got me.
every single bridge is up in flames,
but i will carry you.

and i'll give up speaking if it ever means nothing more than disappointment and i'll give up moving if it ever means nothing more than walking away.

dear valentine,
cupid is bitter and the sun has finished radiating.
but you shine so bright and we never needed them anyway.

i'll be your blanket when hell freezes over.