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Day 35

I Hope You Slept Well

I hope you slept well.
Sprawled out and satisfied.
Nothing to hold.
Don’t
      waste
             your
                  breath.
I was never frightened by the cold,
Just nightmares crawling over my pillow.
Woken by my own screaming.
The paralyzing memory of your ghost.
                 Hold
              me
       tight
Remind me that I’m
a
l
o
n
e.
 
My jaw’s still sore
From choking on your sweetness.
I told myself
I
 wanted
               to
                  taste
                           it
But i knew i never really had a choice.
 
 
You needed fuel so I drained myself.
I thought I’d be reimbursed
                         but
                   you
              left
         me
 dry.
4:30 in the morning lying on the icy concrete.
Your absence more chilling than the winter’s breath.
 
I know I’m just here to entertain you.
Whistle
and
     clap
          my
              hands.
Strip away my thoughts
I don’t need them for this
Pull
    my
       strings
                 tell
                        me
                  where
            you
     want
me
Useless puppet can’t sit still
Stupid  
Puppet.
Goes left when he says right
 
He was supposed to tame her,
But she swallowed him whole
And now she’s
A
L
O
N
E.
She got what she deserved.
 
 
 
 
 
But you were soft and I traced your dimples with my tongue.
I never washed my sweater, still drenched in your smell.
I buried myself in your sheets,
And walked home just a shadow.
 
I played my song but you didn’t listen.
You had other things on your mind.
I lied on my back and stared at the ceiling.
Thought maybe if I squinted my eyes I’d see stars
But the sky was black and barren.

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