a boy I made up in my head
kiss me when my eyes are red
crying in and out of bed
stitch my veins with velvet thread
loves me even though i’m dead

Oh that smile-
she's a tricky one.
Between those
black slits of pure white
is saltwater
the same that
runs from her eyes
onto
the floor.
Those shiny gums
lined with pink
that moves in
her veins
through her pale scars
onto
the floor.
That tongue
how it works
its way through words
deceiving
the very people
that gave life to it
"I'm happy" it says
as she falls
onto
the floor.

When I am old,
Give me white walls
And false family, dressed in green.
Bring me pills to slow my growth,
And suffocate my dreams.