They say it takes
28 days
To stop a bad habit
It’s been 29
And I’m still missing
You .

my
sister lost her own tooth
like she’s about to loose her head
I know I don’t appreciate her enough
yet there she is
going *******
walking on the ceiling

I know I don’t appreciate her enough
it’s beyond a poem to say
I’m so happy you’re my ; half sister
and I’m so very sorry to be your half assed
sister

I’ll read this poem in
eleven years
and know that
my first love is
dead , has died
somewhere on this world
his blood saturated
his heart that
once loved me
still .