#Bare #Issues #JenayPoem #Rape #Trapped #Women
Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,
‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
I can’t say I know, The bed where you lay, The shape, color, and patterns, That makes up your day, I can only say now,
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,
It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.