rosily underground
hiding
farming wax

******* dirt for minerals
biting your nails for tea

slimeish, vapid brain
grew legs and left
walked on away

skinny little skinny little skinny little pig
two wrists in one loop
uncoiling own intestines for jump rope

you and i are like cats
how we twine together then
burst apart
sandpaper tongues and hooking claws and
romping and rapture

i find you every day hiding between my breaths
watching my hands and eating my thoughts
do i live there, too?
in the front of your mind or
maybe the back or
maybe not at all

honey, honey
soft and runny
bones and sulfur
acting funny

some day i will be more than a kid bruised inside with aching eyes and a burning stomach and dry dry dry cut lips. some day i will love another and be happy and not want to make myself suffer and cry out silently i always cry out silently. i never make a sound.

i want me
i want you
i want us
in an embrace painful
our bones fuse
and flowers grow from the notches between us

i want me
i want you
i want us
teeth touching close
they click together
and sparks alight from the enamel

i want me
i want you
i want us
nails digging
any whichway
and i unravel

to feel the touch
of your hand
would **** me
and birth me
all the same

(to cease upon you would be the apex of my life)

somewhere i have a mouth and
in that mouth are teeth that
bite and hurt me
in my softer spots like
my lips and fingers and
my heart i would
take a bite out of it
if i could