When the stranger
smiles back,
I know I've gone too far.
Circles under my eyes
contain hours,
midnights,
and bruise my face.
My fingers charge,
tangle,
dance like hooked worms.
****** blood GO!
Pump,
push,
and fleet red channels.
Give me nosebleeds!
Give me tight jaw!
Make me haunt this room,
lost in chemical worlds
like an angel who
***** into hell
for the fun of it.
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
When the stranger
smiles back,
I know I've gone too far.
Circles under my eyes
contain hours,
midnights,
and bruise my face.
My fingers charge,
tangle,
dance like hooked worms.
****** blood GO!
Pump,
push,
and fleet red channels.
Give me nosebleeds!
Give me tight jaw!
Make me haunt this room,
lost in chemical worlds
like an angel who
***** into hell
for the fun of it.