Hairspray sweaters
Slit wrists for the center piece
Body parts in the bathtub
Lead in the water pipes
Paper spine of mine
******* my egg -shell skin
Sharp scissors and church grounds
Wringing hands, sunshine fireflies
Spilled milk on summer days

He died you hated him
He beat you ******
Mean *******
Mom gave you his compass
Always come back son
If she only knew you would never return

Street lamps burning waiting for the morning swell
Lovers closing curtains from the moonlight gold
We pressed and folded dandelions today
Bitter lemonade secrets spoke
Pathways of gardens laced through
I hung on a thread, eating kitchen knives for dinner
As sadness wrapped me into a familiar blanket
Wandering around with button eyes
Trying to ******* own soul

Unspoken sorrows tangling the language of blood
Collar bones hollow in the whispers of  my lungs
Vocal cords made of linen afloat

Dust off the death of hunger  
I will be a beautiful corpse

A flea market ring set my heart ablaze
Twisting around my finger like a hurricane
**** preaching to my childhood
Writing grocery lists on my hand
Leaving red kisses on long cigarettes
Playing a mouth harp listening to Simon and Garfunkel
Living by the words and touched the sound of silence myself
A love affair with the sky
I didn't  fathom mourning
It was a journey of my own