She wore green lipstick

I never seen a girl wear it
                    Like thiz b#%!

It was like a green light
                     In my eyes
And I became the traffic
With mine

...We kissed

And all over my face
Was that green shidt

                 She left

My flesh a shade of moss

She was trying to be goth

But I took it all off
With my good mood
And bullocks

She wore green lipstick

     And I split those lips
     With some love
     And a long tongue

                       Vicious

I never seen a girl wear it
Like this b#%!

                   She was delicious
On the other side of the fence

And she sure is a whole lot greener
And well kempt

A little greenage

             Was all I needed
             For a lil

Photosynthesis

In the last pandemic,
I fell in love with a sick person.
We didn’t stay 6 feet apart.
I pressed my head on his chest
and listened to his beating heart.
We shared our limbs and our breath,
and there was only one part
of him that threatened me with death.
I miss the days when we knew
what risks we were taking.
But we still  measure love that’s true
by what we are willing
to do and to not do.

I feel wrong in my age
Wrong in that
To be in any other body
Than that when I was ten
Is to stretch and tear and wear me down
I am worn
I feel old
I feel my skin sagging over the muscle
The muscle sagging over the bone
I am the last breath of a murdered corpse
I am the last of my friends
The last of my family
My lack of power
Is shown through shaking fingers
Protruding bones
I am wrong