My lips are raw and bleeding
From gnawing away at them
in worry
This isn't worry for me,
This is worry for you.
Worry for how I can't help
When it seems to be needed most.

My lips are raw and bleeding
It's stinging
Not for me
But for you.

Bees follow me
Buzzing insistently
In my ear
As my world fades to black.

I'm fainting
Not for me,
But for you.

I'm drowning in fabric,
Thick thighs no match
For your heavy knit.
Swallow me whole,
See if my body fits.

Soft hairs between my brows
And coat my legs with
Soft kisses.
Hair brushes my neck,
And tucks behind my ears
In soft strands.
Colors stain
My fingers,
The dye rubbed into locks
With tiny hands.
No need to shave
The things that make me happy.

Blue shines through
translucent skin
In lines and thumping fluid,
Stains your sleeves
And the tape that holds my
Phone together.
The tape that holds my
Head together.
Blue shines though
Translucent skin,
It's a boy!

Sugar coats the bowl
Pass the pipe
Candy cigarettes
Sweet n ripe
breeding my sweetheart
For early death
Heart in my hands
Voice rough like strep
Liquor and tongues
Shoved down my throat
Flowers and vines,
pulled tight as a rope
Sugar coats the bowl so
Pass the pipe

I twirl orange sugar
Between my fingers,
And let it stick
on glitter nail polish.
As my thoughts float upwards,
Above my long neck
mingling with angels
Who coo at my feelings
For you
They aren't insignificant to me,
But for an angel,
My love is just child's play.
My love is cupids arrow,
Shot with no thought
Through the air.
For once,
His arrow landed on someone
Who makes me feel safe.
Hair follicles raise,
And not in the bad way.
I'm not scared,
I'm excited,
And in awe,
And full of desire.
I twirl orange sugar
between my fingers,
Would you like to taste?