Anna - Hello Poetry

Anna Oct 2013

I can't believe I let you ruin me*
My skin is raw from remembering
The way you captured me
With every sip, hit, drag,
****.

Anna Sep 2013

Untitled

My skin feels like you kept it.

Anna Sep 2013

Black lines and closed eyes

All these lines-
A hit here,
A shot there
They cross and cover us
They complicate us.
**But we drew them.

Anna Sep 2013

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Her hands were cold
As she passed the bowl,
Knuckles cracked
Her pearl bones were draped
in blue and black
*Dear winter watercolor girl-
Run away.
Don't turn back.

Anna Sep 2013

Self image

My ribs seep
From paled olive skin
Like a curtain
Closed to the show
Within.

Anna Sep 2013

Celtic hearts are heavy on my neck

Even her necklace hangs
Like her head
She's awake, but
Probably better off dead.

Anna Sep 2013

Another naive ****.

You taste like heaven.
You make me worse.
What's your last name?*
What's your first?