#Bare #Issues #JenayPoem #Rape #Trapped #Women
I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,
Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
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…
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
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.
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
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,
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
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,