i want to bruise
to be bruised
to have veins crushed
into constellations on my skin

i want teeth
scraping against bone
i want it to be raw
to be stardust in the wounds of
chapped lips

to be honest, to be true
to be rotting hearts

i want ut to be liars,
spitting out the love we have
deceiving eyes and acid

dripping out between lips kissed
so raw they have become numb
i want hate hate hate

crawling behind your teeth
digging into your flesh like worms
devouring you from the inside out
so that you can be hollow

one small drop
fresh
destruction

the neon lights
are blinking and the sign
is about to
fall down

red, white and grey
hopeless and hopeful
all at
once

there were coffee stains
on the paper
the photography has curled in on itself

sweetie,
the butterfly escaped
from your finger

when it saw the lust
in your eyes