"lookatme" poems
like the black fog that suffocated us that morning
carving a deep depression into your chest,
like the scar that's left behind by your smile and
the wet aching silence of your fear,
like broken ice on a bleeding wound and look
at you
look at you
lookatyou with your
love like daggers,
eyes like death
then like the hot acid touch of anger,
your miserable face sour bile in my head,
like my voice too loud in the slaughterhouse of your heart,
like the sick stench of rotting flesh, the corpse
of a poison promise made beneath bedsheets and look
at me
look at me
lookatme with my
love like daggers,
eyes like ******
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 12:44 AM UTC
"enjoy what you can," says some curly headed mouth
open over the hard shaft of her camera
a thousand times a day
snapping
some
lookatme's:
(and never stops *******
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
Nah Zactly
that
No
You'd be close
if you
broke
Again while
breathing
time
And retching
lookatme's
smile
Si me
and tell me
love
Sep 2, 2021
Sep 2, 2021 at 10:54 PM UTC