like water in the palm of your hand
i fell right through the cracks
its like losing everything at once -
but carelessly feeling nothing at all
abrasion is more satisfying than my
skin in the palms of someone else
all around me i see blurred out faces
they're blood thirsty than ever before
but not i - quite the opposite i stand
and dry heave over their yearn
beauty is designed for pleasure
which is okay - but admire from afar
even the most priceless masterpieces
are destroyed by touch
a.d
Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 2:06 AM UTC
like water in the palm of your hand
i fell right through the cracks
its like losing everything at once -
but carelessly feeling nothing at all
abrasion is more satisfying than my
skin in the palms of someone else
all around me i see blurred out faces
they're blood thirsty than ever before
but not i - quite the opposite i stand
and dry heave over their yearn
beauty is designed for pleasure
which is okay - but admire from afar
even the most priceless masterpieces
are destroyed by touch
a.d
