Spitting lemon seeds on cold tile,
unwind slowly
Spitting into breeze blowing hot,
beams beseeching me
Blowing down my innocence,
what's left
Blue button good luck charm,
skinny nylon
Scraping by, learning to fly for the
first time
Water, add lime, concentrate, charge
a dime
Another way, another time,
sucker punch silence
Ice for lunch, leaves for dinner,
recenter self
Pouring from top shelf kills just as
quick as bottom
I sought them, out in the night,
light from green or thermal sight
High moon bright and screaming,
insects singing, sweetly
The constant wrongs we do, means nothing to who?
Disregard and destroy your dialect of self worth
What really hurts is not loving yourself first