your eyes are
more potent
than any pill
i could swallow.
not of this earth
extraterrestrial
the nearest i can reach
to the image of god:
a deep muddy earth
familiar
uncontrolled
i think they're sweet
like chocolate
but they punish me
without thought,
peeling off
each layer of
my endurance until
there won't be
anyone left:
nothing left of
who i was
so here we are
i remain latched
to the thought of you.
and you
you're as blind as ever.
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 2:30 AM UTC
your eyes are
more potent
than any pill
i could swallow.
not of this earth
extraterrestrial
the nearest i can reach
to the image of god:
a deep muddy earth
familiar
uncontrolled
i think they're sweet
like chocolate
but they punish me
without thought,
peeling off
each layer of
my endurance until
there won't be
anyone left:
nothing left of
who i was
so here we are
i remain latched
to the thought of you.
and you
you're as blind as ever.
boys am i right? especially boys who don't know who they are.
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