Cigarette drag
Exhale
What am I doing here?
Smoke clouds waft gently around me
Twitch
Haven't felt right in months
Sleep. Wake. Stare. Sleep. Wake. Stare.
What day is it?
Gods, my head keeps pounding
Coffee sits half drank on the counter
Focusing on witty magnet sayings
Last night I had company
Raw. Visceral. Open.
Things went a little far
With you they usually do
Mostly due to boredom
You come to break the monotony
Bleed a little
Still asleep
Never said the safe word
Pineapple
Though you should have
Obsessed with making you beg for it in a tortured moan
Against my flushed skin
My kind of love can slip too deep
Don't fall for me
Poison
Addicted to the echos of your name on window panes
Evening light is still too harsh
Splash some water, deluge
Keep breathing.
Blood stains eventually fade.