run,
i need to run
i don't know what to do
except
run
i need to run
feeling stripped
of my dignity
of everything
that I love about me
of kindness
of gratitude
of hope
run
i need to run
i don't know what to do
except
run
i need to run

i know you think of me
when you make a bad joke
and you hear my groan
my chuckle
quiet
in the back of your head
so quiet
did you even hear it?
you tell yourself it was real,
that you really heard it,
but we both know
that's a lie.
don't we?

winterteeth

like the hail coming down from the heavens

winterteeth

like the dread when the fire goes out

winterteeth

like the sun going down before seven

winterteeth

like the pain you could not go without.