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,

The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.

“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.

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...

‘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,

Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,

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,

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,

Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…

Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.

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,

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,