Apr 2022
you hold my hand under the
yellow light of a baptist church
praying to no god:
narcotics anonymous.
you introduce me but it doesn't feel like i'm yours
our clasped hands break apart as
a fifth marlbolo black slips
between your lips.
murmured conversations
secret promises
drift back and forth:
and my apparition
waits in the tepid
night.
i shift back and forth
through the golden amber haze: i could
lean back into the dim scraps of pavement
and no one would notice a thing.
yellow light of a baptist church
praying to no god:
narcotics anonymous.
you introduce me but it doesn't feel like i'm yours
our clasped hands break apart as
a fifth marlbolo black slips
between your lips.
murmured conversations
secret promises
drift back and forth:
and my apparition
waits in the tepid
night.
i shift back and forth
through the golden amber haze: i could
lean back into the dim scraps of pavement
and no one would notice a thing.
this is going to be a series of poetic memoirs about an abusive relationship i was in a few years ago. i'll have tw in tags but it's mostly the occasional reference to SA and stuff like that.
also idk why but re-reading i just imagine someone with five cigs in their mouth at once LOL
also idk why but re-reading i just imagine someone with five cigs in their mouth at once LOL
