i cant hug
myself
so my
heart is blue.
I crave
the womb
the dark jazz
that sprinkles winternight
on rough grass.
i am a bathroom light left on
a bothersome memory
bleaching courage.
everything as weak as this
will fade
everything as soft as this
cant last
Jan 13, 2020
Jan 13, 2020 at 2:14 AM UTC
i cant hug
myself
so my
heart is blue.
I crave
the womb
the dark jazz
that sprinkles winternight
on rough grass.
i am a bathroom light left on
a bothersome memory
bleaching courage.
everything as weak as this
will fade
everything as soft as this
cant last