I forfeit for this;
mobility
my mind
served up to
its drunkness off you
bodies full on my lack of finding
sound your disregard &
relieve your knife of
what it had done to me as
I gaze at your sleep in the direction of mine & drowned in fog until I lose
until I turn blue with love
it is there I see her heart
I want to swallow your key
I
blame the weight of the hand
& I frame the finger
I blame the math and pattern
under your mattress I left my gist
thumbs and throat
you just keep switching the sheets
I bring the ocean to hold my thighs down
for every time
that every time
I say it
it is me speaking and not the situation
I forfeit for weather reports and hurt feelings
resuscitate by mouthing off
to suffocate this feeling
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC
I forfeit for this;
mobility
my mind
served up to
its drunkness off you
bodies full on my lack of finding
sound your disregard &
relieve your knife of
what it had done to me as
I gaze at your sleep in the direction of mine & drowned in fog until I lose
until I turn blue with love
it is there I see her heart
I want to swallow your key
I
blame the weight of the hand
& I frame the finger
I blame the math and pattern
under your mattress I left my gist
thumbs and throat
you just keep switching the sheets
I bring the ocean to hold my thighs down
for every time
that every time
I say it
it is me speaking and not the situation
I forfeit for weather reports and hurt feelings
resuscitate by mouthing off
to suffocate this feeling
