Today you drowned out more than yesterday
Will you ice your lips again?
Will you kiss the mirror, ghosting breath against it
Just to know you’re alive?
Today you almost did it, pulled the silk of water to your neck
And split the seams between your fraying skin
Tomorrow we will sow it up again
But tonight you’ll season guilt with resolve,
Putting both on the steak you gulp down
As greedy as a last meal, one you’d thought you’d never have again
And again.
Tomorrow night I’ll find you here with a blue smile and dented fingers
Gripping the silver fork, as tight as a vice,
As you hope to choke on chicken bones,
And smile so easy
And never think twice.