"paint images with your words"
Rusted, bunked beds
empty takeout boxes,
blankets too small to contain both bodies
so hands and feet were always cold.
mascara on bags under eyes,
beard still has bedhead at 1pm
it smells like latex and rough *** and pineapple soda
when is the last time we showered?
your hair is matted, that's hard for short hair to do unless it's been days
you might have pork fried rice in your teeth
and that is kind of disgusting to me
but you are still smiling
I tried to mask the beer farts
with georgia peach perfume
but all we got was tired, half coughs,
from the spongebob themed room we resided it.
We kind of claimed it, didn't we?
The owner of that bed left on Friday afternoons,
soon before we would arrive and plant ourselves deep
in blue and yellow sheets
that still smelled like cheetos and action figures
I think those were your old ones (the dolls, not the cheetos of course)
The tv always had that low, mumbling buzz
we always turned it up and watched forensic files
in boxers and bikinis
until 3am or whenever we fell asleep
and we never complained
we never asked for anything more
than for someone to shut the door
so we could make forts together on the floor
with the same blue and yellow sheets
that I really miss right now
May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
"paint images with your words"
Rusted, bunked beds
empty takeout boxes,
blankets too small to contain both bodies
so hands and feet were always cold.
mascara on bags under eyes,
beard still has bedhead at 1pm
it smells like latex and rough *** and pineapple soda
when is the last time we showered?
your hair is matted, that's hard for short hair to do unless it's been days
you might have pork fried rice in your teeth
and that is kind of disgusting to me
but you are still smiling
I tried to mask the beer farts
with georgia peach perfume
but all we got was tired, half coughs,
from the spongebob themed room we resided it.
We kind of claimed it, didn't we?
The owner of that bed left on Friday afternoons,
soon before we would arrive and plant ourselves deep
in blue and yellow sheets
that still smelled like cheetos and action figures
I think those were your old ones (the dolls, not the cheetos of course)
The tv always had that low, mumbling buzz
we always turned it up and watched forensic files
in boxers and bikinis
until 3am or whenever we fell asleep
and we never complained
we never asked for anything more
than for someone to shut the door
so we could make forts together on the floor
with the same blue and yellow sheets
that I really miss right now