#arsenic
a random lady once told me
there's arsenic in the
town water supply so i'm
trying to drink it every day
the dishwasher is running
sandwich cooler is cooling
and i'm curled in a ball in
the dark on one of those
square cushioned wood
framed couches
and if i shut my eyes
tight enough i'm a kid
again on a lazy saturday
afternoon but i don't
want to be a kid again and
it happens to be monday
i've met a boy recently
and he's a person
unlike i who am one
part girl to one part
shaking hands to
one part arsenic
i'm screaming into
the void that i
hope this works out
hope this works out
hope this works out
but i have a feeling in
the pit of my stomach
that i might ruin it
or maybe that's
just the arsenic
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 5:08 PM UTC
Nectar of the forbidden fruit must be
nicotine laced, codeine
based.
Powder trace mirror reflecting on broken
face.
Just one taste.
Lips taut, set perfectly in place.
Whiskey shot with whiskey
chase.
Her armor?
Cold eyes, *Arsenic, and Old
Lace.*
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 7:04 PM UTC