//I taste you behind my teeth
//Coming home to closed curtains, occasionally
//Nailed to the ground/your feet
//Forgiveness, easy. Forgetting, not so much.
//Barely breathing/Lace around my neck
//Confiscated ballpoint pen/Knife-sharp wit okay
//Take a seat on the stars
//All I can promise is inconsistency
//Instantaneous regret is an awful emotion
**//In control, just not of myself