Eating more than that
they can chew.
laxative dreams explode
They just keep gnawing on my bones
They're glassy eyed they look like drons
With a persistent chewing grinding away
It goes on all night and day
Teeth scraping on bone the sounds unnerving
They think my bones they are deserving
They just keep gnawing, and bitting through
But this is nothing very new
Teeth on bone, crunch crunch, crunch
Gnawing on me again for lunch
To me you are smeared bright pink lipstick
An accidental exposure of flesh
The taste of peppermint chewing gum
Cigarettes in black sky.
You are alcohol induced numbness. Not needing a coat.
That long street.
You are a collection of wishes and stupid things.
You might be clever.
You are arguments.
It was hard only being allowed to breathe through my nose.
I don't know what you write with
I imagine it's a black biro
Or you continuously press the undo button on your laptop
Those strangers in your kitchen were nicer than you
They let me out
I wasn't going to kiss you goodbye
I wish I hadn't.
Now there are certain shades of off limits colour.
— The End —