I could not imagine
not knowing who you are until I realized
I never did
anyway,
it felt so much like being a lonely child
in a small house. I swear
I can touch the walls of your heart
but there is no foundation, blood anywhere.
Who did I break my skin for
if not
a man who has eyes like new stars. Who
walked into me
then made the fireplace curdle.
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC
I could not imagine
not knowing who you are until I realized
I never did
anyway,
it felt so much like being a lonely child
in a small house. I swear
I can touch the walls of your heart
but there is no foundation, blood anywhere.
Who did I break my skin for
if not
a man who has eyes like new stars. Who
walked into me
then made the fireplace curdle.
