you fly with broad shoulders
stuff your mouth full of Wonder Bread
and call yourself a saint
strum a note and make it
discord - breath swirls like wind

2. look deep into the cracks of your skin -
could you please stop calling me that!
if anything could phase you
it would have to be a plane,
only they can cut through clouds.

3. my first collector edition model
placed on a desk near my window
i see birds flying through your hair outside.
you picked one up and
tossed it in the river

4. do you find it easier to steal from a child
or do you think adults fall harder under
pressures you put onto others?
either way, a hurricane is coming
and we all hope you are being safe

flecks of sugar could be
found in your taste buds
as I search them with my
tongue, you begin to open

I guess I could've
stopped the end of the world -
left in rotting and
tumbling into cheeto dust,
licking the residue off my fingers.

but I didn't want to
I flicked my tongue and
pieced the shapes back together,
destroying my own form
in the process

it was worth it
because I knew that
the butterflies would fly again,
you see

My true love has my heart in his hand, mine.

Singing to myself,
rain thuds on my roof.
All by myself,
I get lonely at night.

I can only imagine
your soft touch,
or even inhale
the scent of your hair.

The biggest mistake I ever made
was accepting the hatred you had for me.
Whenever I should have taken your hands,
I cut off my own.

Loose strands of hair fall over his thigh.
It's not a metaphor.
I am giving myself to a guy I love.
Tell me it's okay.
I'm hoping to fall into more than just your lap.

Rolling hips and bruised lips.
Have I been before?
Dignity seemed to be more of a factor then.
Maybe if I drown myself in hatred,
I'll look more lovely.

I'm only begging for you back;
the way I'm doing it is necessary.
You loved me once,
so what's the difference now?

Don't be blind, my love.
It's so obvious that she can't
love you like I do.

It is not supposed to be like this.
The tears,
they're supposed to disappear.
And I told myself
it would not end up like this again.
No,
I promised myself that I would not let it get this bad.

This is all wrong,
and I can not bring myself to tear away from your gaze.