my skin is covered in green and
yellow and black and blue
fear grips me as much as love and
the memory of you is heavy on my mind

the colours that cover my skin (don’t?)
move and writhe and
the monsters haunt me at night
(they’re painted on my body and
we’ll never be free)

tangy blue taints my heart and
sometimes i
wake to the smell of
blood and destruction and
i don’t even mind at all

there’s a ghost in my chest and
a lock on my door and
i named them both after you