Hg Aug 8
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
ke
d
a
l
i
t
t
l
e
©Hg
Hg Aug 7
when i was love sick
i kept all my snot

these pages are tissues
where i blew my thoughts
©Hg
Hg Aug 7
i can
sculpt
her voice
and the way
it moans

i can
carve
her lips
and the way
they close

i can
play
her pulse
on a
piano

but  
she can’t
love the song
with a heart of stone
©Hg
Hg Aug 7
pisces aquarius
taurus or scorpio?

don’t need her zodiac
to see she’s a whoroscope
* IMPORTANT *
i am very sorry for the offensive language. sex shaming is terrible. don’t ever do it. we all decide what we do with our bodies. you have no place hating on others. but i aim to show all sides of me, who i was and how i’ve changed. just know this poem is a part of a larger story and not in support for judging others.

©Hg
Hg Aug 2
out of the rose under her nose
a gentle smoke
made its escape

'damn gurl where you from'
i asked
'planet of the vapes?'

a slow and hateful eye roll
traveled
across the room

'your jokes are just the worst
y’know you’re lucky
that you’re CuTe'
©Hg
Hg Jul 19
take me back to the first high
to the first time
that she and i

touched and sparked euphoria
with indica
and glassy eyes

take more hits to revisit
before we split
to separate lives

take me backwards reverse time
to my first love
to my first high
©Hg
Hg Jul 19
why
why Hg
why Mercury
why put on this disguise

do you fill
liquid metal
in the pens you use to write

don’t be absurd
that’d make my words
like poison to the eyes

however see
I do much leave
something in every line

something different
something secret
something I’ve tried to hide

something so
fucking personal
if you asked me I’d lie

so what’s this thing
I try to bring
to everything I write

it’s me, Hg
it’s Mercury
the element of surprise
©Hg
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