Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
let’s paint an intimate word take our body of work and slice it to pieces little cubes of meat i’ll make you a home cooked meal if you eat my vibrations tonight everything feels medium rare sorry for the blood it seeps through - sometimes it just wants to be seen
0
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 12:56 AM UTC
apology
let’s paint an intimate word take our body of work and slice it to pieces little cubes of meat i’ll make you a home cooked meal if you eat my vibrations tonight everything feels medium rare sorry for the blood it seeps through - sometimes it just wants to be seen
ari-white
Written by
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 12:56 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem