Pills rattle on cue,
Cats purr in soft solace true.
Sofa hugs my frame,
Netflix whispers, sleep reclaims—
Healing slow, the hours accrue.

1
He treats me frugally,
Stones weigh heavy in my dress—
Silent pockets sigh.

#2
Weight of pebbles rests,
Tongue holds silence, heavy truth,
View blooms slow but sure.

#3
Earth’s weight embraces,
Final breath yields to stillness,
Roots weave my return.

and i’m sorry
for being so critical.
i’m sorry
for wishing you were
someone else.
i’m sorry
for not treating you
with the care
you deserve.

i realise now,
you’re perfect,
just the way you are.

and i promise
to love you better.

- to the girl in the mirror
          - ruled by mercury

Gutless guillotines

mounds a mass of razor blades

rise of the treaty

bad ****** expression
good impression

bad speaking expression
good impression.