my body pressed into you
violently, desperately
ribs crack and crumble
piercing my lungs, my heart
don't move. don't leave.

if i let go now
everything will fall away

02.03.23

pour me a tall glass of tiny tasks for the day
just until i get back to my ***** in the nights

more, more, more, another, another, another

keep em coming and dont you dare
let me stay sober long enough
to think

im certain my fingertips will form blisters
when they touch my neglected journal
as they are already burning now
with every tap of this keyboard

because theyre sick of the mud

theyre sick of of pouring water over my dirt
theyre sick of rinsing and washing and scrubbing
while it relentlessly sticks to my hands

its just not going to wash away
so why would i burn when
i can just let it stay.

01.20.23