Love,
trust,
the color of the sky
after you give it a name,
simple because it's not,
just words
you live outside of,
somewhere a sentence can't reach.
Castle girl, rapunzel rapunzel,
let me down gently,
the crocodiles in the moat,
each word,
a yellowing tooth.
Will you pry open the door?
Crowbar to the problem and
the sweat beading at your temples?
Escape means nothing.
3 days, 3 nights, the world
swallowed me up and spit me out,
thinking I'd learned my lesson,
slitting my wrists on the road to nineveh.
I pray to god all night.
I shout at god all night.
I cry to god all night.
Why does this dark eat at me,
the days like lead in my chest?
I pray to god,
prey to god,
the silence that carried me into november
and the thought planted in the back of my mind:
maybe I deserve this.