Experience taught me
to accept *** as enthusiastic and passive
at the same time

Experience taught me
having **** *** is
admitting that I have no control
And I may choose to have no control
but you can't choose for me

Experience taught me
that I am responsible
for my own *******

if a bomb fell on our house,
if a meteor burned our city
no one would see the hickey
you left on my neck

-death by sky screaming

Pure?
To when you were nothing?
To when you were a single cell?
Because I can feel every cell dividing, and God ****** it stings.
It stings
every part of me.

This dark roast isn't as dark as I
Remember
I suppose I have found darker things since
Then

When do wishes become weeds?
When the roots are rotten.

Your skin has holes in it
to breathe
So really they can't help that they get in,
they can't help that they get in
Your skin has holes in it to breathe
You picked at some and made them
bigger
They picked at some and made them bigger
and because life is how life is, Most of you
and most of them
learned that if you try to fix them you will
Suffocate

Soft grunts of morning love
Anchoring down the blankets
Rolling over begging you
Pet my belly