i’m walking a pitbull
upstream against my feelings
it’s easier, neon contrast to my dull
sense of being human
i
am
better
off alone

we are static from a speaker
on the radio in the dashboard
my trough met your crest
and we both lay, flatlined on the shore

i want to be where you are
to feel your skin for it’s scars
i want to repair your heart
with greasy hands and spare parts

i’ve once again sipped beyond my limit
the mornings scorned and the scars adorned
skin feels dipped in flicked cigarettes
i penned a letter, licked to stick
addressed to me, every word as slick
“please, forget that i exist.”

liquid gold
licking the skyline
picture perfect
your eyeliner
sticks to your bottom eyelid tonight

an empty space
like snow on a canvas
resting memories
cracked and broken face
pulled away from embrace
my own worst enemy
i feel everything you spit on me
like a fuzzy television
frozen in place
i wish i could destroy
the ice in my veins
let me flow through me
crystallized in place
with no escape