i pull up my pants -
leg, leg, zipper,
buckle
.
the room heaves with me ,
a breath released
and a mind
unclear :
.
i don't know if
he made me bleed,
i don't know if he
even
would .
.
.
the sky looks yellow
as he walks me home,
but it's not:
it's blue
and the wind stings my
cheeks
.
Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 6:54 PM UTC
i pull up my pants -
leg, leg, zipper,
buckle
.
the room heaves with me ,
a breath released
and a mind
unclear :
.
i don't know if
he made me bleed,
i don't know if he
even
would .
.
.
the sky looks yellow
as he walks me home,
but it's not:
it's blue
and the wind stings my
cheeks
.
