do the bad days outweigh the good
when you speak into the corner of my collarbone?
"sometimes it hurts to be this damaged."
could i whisk you up in the Kwanzan cherry blooms
though your body still feels imbued with winter?
"i've never met someone so afraid to be open."
must i crave the insatiable taste of salt,
gravelly crumbles of your encumbrance?
"i love this moment, with you and me, right here."
(in the morning, i am still syrupy stuck
and the sequestering sun washes me off.
clean from the ***** taste
that slipped off my sordid soliloquies
into submissively diffident lobes.
emotional adiposity
i'd love to turn myself off
whenever you're near)
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC
do the bad days outweigh the good
when you speak into the corner of my collarbone?
"sometimes it hurts to be this damaged."
could i whisk you up in the Kwanzan cherry blooms
though your body still feels imbued with winter?
"i've never met someone so afraid to be open."
must i crave the insatiable taste of salt,
gravelly crumbles of your encumbrance?
"i love this moment, with you and me, right here."
(in the morning, i am still syrupy stuck
and the sequestering sun washes me off.
clean from the ***** taste
that slipped off my sordid soliloquies
into submissively diffident lobes.
emotional adiposity
i'd love to turn myself off
whenever you're near)
journal ******** freewrite.
