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You Were Just There
Last night,I played with fire,this morning,I woke up, drowning.It’s just the way of the world, my love,one day you’re an empress, the next you are empty,but last night, you said you loved me,and I ruled the world as a ghost for a moment,crown, trembling atop my tresses as you undressed me with nervous, nimble fingers.I…
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Spoiled
They are tempted by my temper,because my exotic flair makes it feel like passion,something fashionable,like in a French magazine,since sweet sixteen,and further back,in the fables of my life that I have forgotten,I was rotten to the core,storming through each day with a smile and my rage. I dream of diamonds,around my neck and down the…
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I Know That I’m Not Supposed To Be Here
I want to talk to people,to leak onto their fingertips, through dried ink,to be carried around by absent minded hands for the rest of the day,stuck in the back of their mind, or the back of their throat, like a strong flavour or an even stronger memory that hurts so badly to think about. I…
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A List Of Things I Lost My Mind Over At 4AM
It is 4am and I need to empty out my head because every time she hits the pillow, she pauses to read aloud another tortured thought, and, of course, that means no sleep, so I have a sly plan, to make a list, leaving it all in the lines, so I can lie down and…
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Sick Of It All
I get so sick of it, you know. All the flowery ways in which I could say “I fucked up, and I don’t know if there will ever be time to fix it.” and there are kind smiles from all the obliged ones, who can’t escape my incessant mess, because we are bound by blood…