Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2014
There's paint under my nails
And no matter how hot the water is
I can't wash you off
I watch the raindrops slide down your leather jacket
And smear your make up
Because it's jealous
That you're still radiant
Even now I'm not sure why I want you
All I know is that it's raining
And you're soft
And my mask is slipping
Cain Arkay Lazarus
Written by
Cain Arkay Lazarus  29/Genderqueer/California
(29/Genderqueer/California)   
  1.3k
     ---, Sarah Writes, supriya, Weeping willow, k and 19 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems