Everyone I touch
Leaves me
And I love them
There are no strangers
To have a coincidence
No one, not them
If I could be the starry skies
Or the freeway
Busy, all night
I could be the overpass
No one to listen to
Nothing to fight
I'd wrap myself in dandelion
Or whispers...
Endless pearls
I'd miss the morning
The next day, and ending
Of the world
___________
Kiss me
Like morning light
The fabric of the sky
Like little diamonds
Precious pearls
I fashion from bone
What's here is no longer
I must have thought
I'd see the final blows
_________
The world is rebelling against me
I must cradle myself
Hold me throughout the night
Red, lights, blue and white
I must wrap myself up
Place me in a glass bottle
Where none can touch
Just shining, shimmering, look-
My hair tangles and falls
Ditsy strands by the handful
In the same clothes as yesterday
And the days before that
I only exist to echo back out
I only drink if I intend to black out
I only wanted someone to notice
To find out ...
I no longer let my lips chap
Even when I want them to split and crack
I no longer curl my hair, or paint my skin
I don't starve my body
Or look everywhere for harm
I just imagine the steps to the overpass
I think of the glock, my guns
My childhood, on repeat, his arms
The last decade on the edge
When I could make no plans
Because today might be my last
In trash heaps, no friends
Wishing, wishing, wishing,
I could
The end