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Mar 2013
Vitriolic hydraulic push
Pull of sorghum
Sticking sweetly in my veins
Molar studded oatmeal cookies
Crunching like a bad dream
Dull rhinestone eyes
Losing more and more shine every day
Sluggish swole-bellied synapses
Firing in my brain
And I'm crying oversized tears
Drowning like Alice in Wonderland
I know you couldn't  bear to breathe my air
Or share our bed
Or eat my cooking
But
"Did you know the capital of Uzbekistan is Tashkent?"
No.
Did you know I keep Austin up every night
Begging for your scraps?
Hedoesn'tlovemehedoesn'tlovemehedoesn'tlovemeandIdon'tun­derstandwhatIdidwronghedoesn'tlovemeAustinmyheartisgone
I can still smell you
On my sunday dresses
And I'm afraid of the washing machine
And dryer sheets
Afraid of what they'll take from me
I had religion
I had faith in you
And I can still taste the body
Of Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ!
All night
Not like I lost anything important right?

Well
I'll probably never see you again
But my daddy's got a shotgun
Just in case
Reba did I get it right?
Holly Salvatore
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