i left the remnants
of my disappointment
in the collar
of my favorite
shirt
there for the universe
to find
the tie
became a noose
choking out any last hope
i had
for redemption
and i shredded
the jeans which
illuminated
my hips and thighs
my stomach
will not play nice
for as i taunt it
it screams vindictively
i hid the anguish
under my fingernails
until they had to be clipped
and then there was
nowhere
and so i curled
into a ball
in the coldest of oceans
waiting for the heat
of a volcano
to swallow
me up
but the volcano
won't come
i've been waiting
for a long time
and the warmth
just isn't there
my chest aches
still
you would think the cold
would have numbed it
by now
May 11, 2017
May 11, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
i left the remnants
of my disappointment
in the collar
of my favorite
shirt
there for the universe
to find
the tie
became a noose
choking out any last hope
i had
for redemption
and i shredded
the jeans which
illuminated
my hips and thighs
my stomach
will not play nice
for as i taunt it
it screams vindictively
i hid the anguish
under my fingernails
until they had to be clipped
and then there was
nowhere
and so i curled
into a ball
in the coldest of oceans
waiting for the heat
of a volcano
to swallow
me up
but the volcano
won't come
i've been waiting
for a long time
and the warmth
just isn't there
my chest aches
still
you would think the cold
would have numbed it
by now
~and as the mucus collects i cough up mud
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